Narrative Essay About My Grandmother

I was laughing in class with my cousins on a hot summer morning. “Get to work!” shouted Mrs. Scott in a very serious tone. Mrs. Scott is my grandmother, a very caring woman who is all about intellect. Every summer, she would set up chairs, tables, and a portable chalkboard in her backyard for my siblings, my cousins and I to make sure we were taught to the best of our abilities. Summers with my grandmother was a hassle. She is a grandmother of six grandchildren, a Christian who is very dedicated to church, and a sixth-grade teacher of 32 years who ensured that we were getting the proper education by all means. It was me, my two siblings, and my three cousins who all spent the summers with her. Summers on a playground, by the pool or camping, was never the norm for us. Instead, it consisted of attending church on Sundays and Wednesdays and taking summer classes on the rest of the days in the week except Saturdays. Saturdays were not free, we had to clean the house, do our laundry and prepare our clothes for church on Sundays. …show more content…
Even though I wanted to play with dolls, Mrs. Scott, or should I say Grandma, made learning lots of fun. We had spelling bee contests with prices, we played musical chairs with numbers, and school challenge quiz was my favorite. School challenge quiz was a competition between two groups, my siblings and I (The Bonners) against our cousins (The Browns) who were siblings also. Grandma would create a lot of educational questions that were then asked, and the group who raised their hands first and answered the question correctly would get the