Most Memorable Memories of a Hero
Once I admitted that I really hate her for scolding me which she had not done that to me before. I was so deeply hurt that I told myself that no one in the world ever cares for me.
She was none other than my grandmother. However, she is my most beloved person in life.
When I was small, I hate studying and often I score badly for my examinations. Even thought she don’t know how to read the words, she could tell from my face. She would think of ways to cheer me up. She did not scold me but asked me why I did not score well instead. She often encourages me to do even better.
She was the first one to give me care and concern ever since I was born. My parents had put me in the care of her as they do not have time for me. As life was taking off well, my parents told me that I was to come over there to live with them. I saw tears rolling down her eyes as she waved goodbye to me.
Strange to live with people that I have not even seen before, I was frightened carrying my blanket which grandmother had sewed for me. It was a purple blanket with different leaf patterns on it which I have until now.
Life still carries on. Whenever we went back to visit her during holidays, she is very happy and will prepared a feast for us. I could see from her emotions that she wanted me to stay with her, but I could not do anything. She even encouraged me when I score badly for examinations. She told me to carry on improving when I score well. She even treats me to anything I would like to eat if I score an A.
However, she could not escape the sickness virus. She was admitted to hospital and it was so serious that she had to be placed in and ICU. Her sickness came to a worst condition that the doctor had to mix the food and the water and piped into her mouth.
When I went to visit her, I could look at her and not doing anything to help her ease the pain. She could sense I was there, trying so hard to talk but fail. Tears started to flow out the corners of her eyes. Her operation was a success and it was a relief to me. She recovered but she was still weak barely had the strength to walked properly. She still suffers even after the operation.
From that onwards, I know I cannot lose her, never in my life. I promise her that I will visit her whenever I have the time. Her supportive and encouragement on me had such an impact until now.