Descriptive writing: My beloved grandmother

People usually maintain a close relationship with their mother and father. But I am an exception. If my grandmother is kangaroo, I should be a small one in her bag. I have this intimate relationship because I lived with her since I was a child.

Even though my grandmother is close to 80 years old, I have short, crimped thick hair and black pearl color. Especially when I am joking, she likes to laugh. When she laughs, her eyes look like a pair of rainbows. Because of her optimistic character, my house has always been harmonious and full of laughter. My cheerful grandmother has great influence on me. When I was young, she was taught by whatever difficulty you might be depressed so that you will be brave, never give up like following your heart. For example, when I am disappointed that my test score is low, she will hug me a sweet roses bouquet from my favorite hand cream, but it smells like a fish (eat fish I like it) more):

She is like a farmer and continues to feed my positive ability as time passes. Grandma always wears old clothes, it is very thin and very short. Her clothes may show her weakly, but she is actually a competent woman who made a shell to protect me from these "monsters". Do not worry as someone is always behind me in difficult times.

My grandmother is a diligent person, an expert in sound making. When I was suffering from my mission, she made "background music" that draws my attention. As she is walking in the corridor like a busy puppy to do the housework, in addition to the constant conversation with her mic, the noise of "ti ti dik dik" comes from my grandmother's slippers.

This is actually annoying. But I acknowledge her strong self discipline and persistence. Not someone else but you always reminds you. What you should do is to control yourself. Things are easier than being done. I am my lucky girl, I should remember that my grandmother is my role model and shows me that it is not listed in the textbook

"Although working hard might not be worth it, it will not succeed unless you work hard." That is my grandmother's motto. From her rough dry hands and hangbacks, I can feel her efforts in life, especially efforts to grow. In addition to giving birth, she also offered me three simple but delicious meals, pocket money and a small house. So you can concentrate on your research without worrying about it. Even if she is stubborn, troublesome and rude, I love her.

Koprivshtitsa is not a paradise for cattle. This is also my grandmother's favorite place. My grandfather joked for my grandmother that a picturesque town on the hill is a holy place than a sacred place. My grandmother is satisfied with her home and is satisfied. If the house is barely adequate to live in cold weather, she lives here all year round because the only heat source is the kitchen fireplace. This house belongs to her grandparents and is at least 150 years old. My mother was born here during the Second World War. Her brother, her brother, my uncle spent the summer of childhood at this house. My uncle left and my mother stayed. In turn, her children, me and my brothers had their childhood summer here.

That year with my grandmother will always be the best year of my life. She was in her mid 80's, but she was full of enthusiasm. She has been a nurse at a local hospital for over 40 years and is loved by everyone in the town. Living with her is like clicking the reset button in my life. I also actively participate in sports. I have time to spend my lifetime friends and need to recreate my old friends. After graduating in the summer of 2010, I worked at a local company engraving concrete in town. My job is to push a wheelbarrow filled with damp concrete from the truck to the work site, or push the pressure washer around and blow an anti-stick residue from the dry cement. This is very tragic, but it saves me thousands of dollars with "real money"