Descriptive Essay About My Grandmother
The basic family structure comprises of a father, a mother and their children and parents bear the responsibility of raising their children. My case is however different because I was raised by my grandmother. Although my friends and relatives were a big part of my life, my grandmother had the biggest impact. The idea that grandmothers are loving, to some extent more than mothers was brought to life through the various experiences I have had with my grandmother. She has taught me a lot about life, how to choose right from wrong and also the importance of not giving up. From my experiences with my grandmother, I have learnt lessons about hard work and faith.
Watching my grandmother at her workplace and the lessons she taught me are the reason I am the intelligent person I am today. Taking me to work was her way of looking after me and introducing me to the world of business. At her office, I admired the way she would talk to clients in person and over the phone. Some conversations ended in pleasant handshakes while others ended in shouting. “Don’t worry dear, sometimes problems come unexpected, but sit right there, I’ll have solved it before you read the next chapter” she would say. From this, I learnt that people respond according to how you treat them. I also learnt that disappointments and mistakes are part of life.
My grandmother taught me that some situations required different reactions. She would go from being strict with a client over the phone to sitting beside me when I read story books in her office. She was both kind and strict at the same time and from this I learnt the importance of maintaining composure. My grandmother operated under the motto “Work smarter, not harder, trust in God’s divine will, love your life darling and you will be alright”. Her hands were rough, yet gentle, and she always had this reassuring smile, a testament of her hard work. Watching her take care of her five children and ten grandchildren taught me the important lesson of compassion and hard work.
My Grandmother also helped me to overcome most of the major challenges that I faced growing up. I remember when I was in High school and was about to take my SAT and could not stop panicking. I explained to my grandmother how nervous I was despite having studied hard for the test. “Trust in God’s will and let him lead you to success, and remember, Granny is here to remind you that everything will be okay” her advice was always followed by a warm hug and this was often all I needed to face any challenge.
My childhood was full of teaching moments and my grandmother took every opportunity to raise me up to be a person of principles and morals. “Dress well my child, and look presentable. But always remember that what is on the inside is just as important as what is on the outside”. My memories of my grandmother are of her dressed neatly in her favorite floral print dresses. Her age and wardrobe choice made her appear weaker than she really was. She made up for this with her wits, humor, devotion to religion and hard work.
My grandmother treated hard work and religion as two entities working side by side. Her devotion to God is unmatched and she puts God first in all her endeavors. While God is her provider however, his abilities are in no way an excuse to be lazy. “You know how God blesses the work of your hands, would it be so bad to make sure that what you have is worth blessing?” above all else, my grandmother valued honesty. She taught me the importance of engaging in honest work and avoiding shortcuts. She had this way of making me feel optimistic and hopeful for a better tomorrow if I only worked hard and maintained my faith in God.
I learnt from an early age that challenges are part of life. From my grandmother, I learnt that challenges are not necessarily the end but rather an opportunity to be better. I remember one day I needed money for a school expedition. The destination was however far and the money required was a lot. “Don’t worry yourself too much, if I don’t have it, God will intervene. Him and I got this” she would joke. Somehow, the tip got paid, although I’m not yet sure if it was God’s intervention or my grandmother who footed the bill. I was content knowing that I had God and my grandmother looking out for me. She did not just make me feel secure, she equipped me with the skills and knowledge to face every challenge knowing that I will overcome. My Grandmother taught me that.
