Every fall break my dad’s parents would take my older sister, Jade, and I for a little vacation. We would leave soon after we got out of school on Wednesday or early Thursday morning to wherever they were taking us. Some of the trips would be only one or two days and others would be all four days that we had off. We would jump in their red Toyota and drive all over the continental U.S. seeing mostly flat land and corn field along the way. Most of the trips that we took together were fun and exciting and others not that much. I did not always understand why we were going on these trips, but I enjoyed getting out of the house and away from my parents. The more time that I spent with them, however, I would get annoyed with them because they
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The trip could have been a day, but my grandma had insisted that we stay somewhere that had a movie theater in town. I thought that was a waste of time and money. She wanted to go someplace just so that we could watch a movie? We could have just driven to Pipestone, looked at the petroglyphs and drive home all in the same day. We had started out early enough were we could have done that. Earlier that day we visited MSU-Makota because they both went there and they told us how much the town and college itself had changed. I did not care too much at the time because I was still thinking about the trip that we were going to have and how much I did not want to go on this trip. I was not thinking about a college at the time because I was in 8th grade and they asked “Would you consider this as a college you would like to go to?” I just shrugged my shoulders and said “I don’t know,” and walked away from them. I understand now that I should not have walked away and should have been happier to be with them. I realize that they wanted to spend time with us before Jade and I got older or if they had died all of a sudden. They wanted us to remember all times that we had spent together no matter what it …show more content…
They never lived close to us as kids or they were out of town doing something so it was hard to get close and spend time with them. The time that I talk to my dad’s parents are the times when they call me. We talk for maybe twenty minute and they ask me the same questions that they did the last time they called. I never really have anything to say because my week is not interesting and I do not want to bore them with how my week went. Most of the time when I am talking to them, they do most of the talking and I just listen. I am not an open person so you are lucky to get more than two words out of me at a time. I do not like to tell them that much because I do not feel like telling the same story several times. That is a stupid reason for not talking to them and I realize now that they want to hear my voice and listen to all the things that I have done no matter how boring it may be. I need to let them in my life more and talk more about how my day has gone or even call them instead of my mom. I need to be willing to let my grandparents into my life more than I already have. Grandparents are put into our lives to be there for us no matter how much we do not want them to be. They are like second parents who will be there to pick us up when we fall and comfort us when our parents cannot. My grandparents may drive me crazy and make me wish that they were never here but I am appreciative that they
The trip could have been a day, but my grandma had insisted that we stay somewhere that had a movie theater in town. I thought that was a waste of time and money. She wanted to go someplace just so that we could watch a movie? We could have just driven to Pipestone, looked at the petroglyphs and drive home all in the same day. We had started out early enough were we could have done that. Earlier that day we visited MSU-Makota because they both went there and they told us how much the town and college itself had changed. I did not care too much at the time because I was still thinking about the trip that we were going to have and how much I did not want to go on this trip. I was not thinking about a college at the time because I was in 8th grade and they asked “Would you consider this as a college you would like to go to?” I just shrugged my shoulders and said “I don’t know,” and walked away from them. I understand now that I should not have walked away and should have been happier to be with them. I realize that they wanted to spend time with us before Jade and I got older or if they had died all of a sudden. They wanted us to remember all times that we had spent together no matter what it …show more content…
They never lived close to us as kids or they were out of town doing something so it was hard to get close and spend time with them. The time that I talk to my dad’s parents are the times when they call me. We talk for maybe twenty minute and they ask me the same questions that they did the last time they called. I never really have anything to say because my week is not interesting and I do not want to bore them with how my week went. Most of the time when I am talking to them, they do most of the talking and I just listen. I am not an open person so you are lucky to get more than two words out of me at a time. I do not like to tell them that much because I do not feel like telling the same story several times. That is a stupid reason for not talking to them and I realize now that they want to hear my voice and listen to all the things that I have done no matter how boring it may be. I need to let them in my life more and talk more about how my day has gone or even call them instead of my mom. I need to be willing to let my grandparents into my life more than I already have. Grandparents are put into our lives to be there for us no matter how much we do not want them to be. They are like second parents who will be there to pick us up when we fall and comfort us when our parents cannot. My grandparents may drive me crazy and make me wish that they were never here but I am appreciative that they