My childhood

Nicolet asks:

Tell us about someone you admire..tell us what they are like..why you admire them etc

what has their life been like to make them the way they are so that you’d look up to them etc.

Hmm I have to think about this one. I would have to say my late grandma on my dad’s side. Her husband died (as you will read in the next question) and she never remarried. She raised children and has had many grandchildren and great-grandchildren. She was an awesome cook and I grew attached to her because she raised me all my life.

*purejoy* asks: How was your childhood?

I had one of those peaceful childhoods. We had a stable family, income, place to live, etc. My mom and dad moved down here from Conyers to be closer to their grandparents (they both live in covington). Anyway, my sister was 12 when I was born. During the next 18 years, I had a relatively nice time a a child. I didn’t really know my granddad on my dad’s side because he died waaaaaaayyyyy before I was born. On my mom’s side of the family, I didn’t really know my grandparents because they died 6 weeks after the other. This was sometime in the late 80’s. The one grandparent I really knew, was my dad’s mom. She raised me when I was a little toddler until she died in ’93.

When I started school, I went to school near my grandparents house and not the ones near here. Porterdale Elementary and Clement’s middle school used my grandma’s address. The reason why is because my parents worked most of the day and I would be home all alone. My parents would drop me off at my grandma’s around 6 something. Then, I would eat breakfast and she would escort me outside to the bus stop. It was fun having my grandma around to monitor the bus stop. The rule was whoever got their first got on the bus first. She would monitor the people who was at the bus stop and made sure we got on safely. After that, I would come home to a home cooked meal :-). Not only that, but during the summer, I’d spend the whole day over my grandma’s house. My grandma was a great cook. She never remarried after her husband died (he died like in the 50’s or 70’s, wasn’t sure). She was born in the decade the Titanic sunk as well.

My parents lived in the same house for going on 30 years now. My sister graduated high school while I was in kindergarten. I always got in trouble though -_-. I was picked on at times during my elementary career. I actually got into a fight on the bus with a girl! I was only about 13 then and I got in a good pinch. Later on, she threatened me (I think…) and my grandma heard about it. From then on, my grandma would follow the bus until it reached the school. I was also a crybaby. I actually–get this–cried during the middle of class. It had to do over a pencil or something another.

Another incident occured when my best friend and I argued over a picture! Needless to say, my 5th grade teacher changed all of that when she gave me a coupon for a free class at the karate school here. Ooh I forgot to mention that I was in chorus for two years hehe.

My grandma on my dad’s side died from cancer and I remember the exact date and time she died: june 7th, 1993 at 8:00. It was bad because she was on a hospital bed inside her home. She was the first person I actually cried over after she died.

It was also during this time I flew to California for the second time (first time came while I was only 3). I also got to see the pacific ocean for the first time *smiles*. Things at home was lonely because I was essentially the only child. From what I’ve been told, I had an older sister who died during birth–she would be 21 going on 22 in April. I’ve thought about the “what ifs” if she was alive: what would things be like with her? would we fight over the internet? would she have boys over constantly? etc. Because of this, I’d often go out in the yard and play by myself. My dad wasn’t the typical go-outside-and-play-catch-with-son type, but he never did anything to hurt me. I used to ask him to buy me a video game after telling him my report card.

I also never had a birthday party.

My mom has told me that if my dad had managed his money properly, we would be rich hehe. My dad made good money and worked for AT&T for over 30 years. My mom was a good mom too. She still is actually. We also used to travel a lot but we stopped doing that.

All in all, I had a wonderful childhood.