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Screaming at Grandma

When I was a little kid, I was more moody than anyone else. I would get mad easily at anyone, scream about anything, and cry about everything. My brothers and sisters hated me, at least when I was a kid. Being the last of four children, they think I am a brat and a drama queen. They call me those names when I annoy them. My grandma would visit our home often. Being old, she moves very slow and she has problems hearing what people say. Some grandmothers are also very protective that they would tell their grandchildren what to do and what not to do in the kitchen, outside the house and even in life. She does that to me often that I get annoyed. I think she’s a know-it-all, nagging old woman. I got really full of it one day that I screamed at her for telling me what to do. I screamed at her before, because she’s slow and she can’t hear what I say. But that day, I screamed at her because she’s simply annoying me. She was startled. I can see it in her eyes, as if she wishes she never opened her mouth. I just looked at her face filled with disbelief and shame. Why would she be ashamed when that was supposed to be me? I ran to my room and locked the door. I thought about what happened and wished I could turn back time. My grandma took care of me when I was younger, she bathe me, laughed with me and told me stories so I could sleep at night. She does not deserve any harsh treatment from anyone, especially me. Since then, I make sure that she gets the best treatment from me. Just kind words and loving gestures would let her know I really regret what I did. She’s old and weak, and she should be taken care of just like the way she took care of me when I was very small.

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Posted on December 14th, 2014 by Anonymous

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