My grandmother was more than a grandmother to me. She loved
me so much and we were very close to each other. Everybody thought I was her
daughter
Marie-Jeanne Aceus
I was everywhere with my grandmother. Even if she went out for a few days or weeks I was always beside her. We used to live in the country, when you live in the country everything is different to the capital.
We had no electricity in the house. I didn’t have some
luxuries in life, like the other kids who lived in the capital because there
was no light, no stove, no refrigerator and no TV. Without those things, I had
a good life with her life. I couldn't watch TV, but every day before bedtime
she told me different stories about when she was young, or any joke she knew
that could make me laugh.
Without a
refrigerator she kept me healthy by using wood stove every morning to make me a
cup of salt-tea. I didn't like it, but I had to drink it, because she didn’t
allow me to have any sugar in the morning." Too much sugar not good for
your health especially in the morning. Without having anything salted yet"
she said; I was able to have something sweet only at night after dinner.
My grandmother was famous in her fried pork and pikliz. I enjoyed when she made them. and I always
ask her to taste when I tasted for her she made sure I told her what's missing
or not, but they always good to me even if she saw something was missing like a
little salt or spicy, I didn't good enough to discover what was missing. Sometimes she yield at me I
want to be good in cooking so you can have your own restaurant be independently
you don't have to work with nobody. And she kissed me I loved her very much
I was four years old,
I don't remember exactly what was happening be , tween my mother and my grandmother;
they had a discussion and my mother pushed my grandmother She almost fell and I
started to cry. My
grandmother went
to her room. She picked up her clothes and was about to leave the house. I was
so sad but I couldn't say anything to my mother. The only thing I did just I
kept follow my grandmother until she finished packed up her stuffs, and walked
out to the courtyard. We both sat down there with her clothes next to her. I
was panicked to see her with sadness in her face. Then, she told me she felt
sorry she had to leave me, because she was going to one of my aunt's house in a
different city. I was more panicked when I heard that.
I explained to her
how I’m going to miss her, how hard it would be for me to sleep without her.
I've used to sleep with her in one bed. since I was a baby I never sleep next
to my mother, I always next to Grandma because My mother use to remind me those
things. I keep telling her how I enjoyed her stories at night, she was the only
one who could make me sleep when I couldn't sleep especially when I have a
cold. Finally she realized that remember of everything she got done for me. She
changed her mind, and didn't go anymore.
When my mother
saw my reactions and heard about my conversation with my grandmother she
realized how I loved my grandmother, if she left the house because of that
situation; I would be unhappy in the house; She went to my grandmother
apologized she felt guilty with tear in her eyes I was watching them, they gave
peace to each other. Once they did that our great life continue as it was
before.