Essay on Importance of Grandparents

Bernie Tavarez is a 6.3 year old English speaking male who was referred for testing by his first grade classroom teacher, Mrs. Potter. Bernie’s mother, Mrs. Tavarez, and Mrs. Potter were the primary informants. Mrs. Potter’s main concern is Bernie’s communication skills may be negatively impacting his academic success as well as his school experiences. Bernie’s family dynamics consist of himself, his younger sister Maggie age 4, and his mother Mrs. Tavarez. Mrs. Tavarez is the office manager…

How to Have a Simple and Stress-Free July 4th Cookout No matter how old you get, the Fourth of July will instantly whisk you back to the parades, picnics, and family barbecues of your childhood days. Remember how simple life seemed then? All it took was a hot dog, a slice of watermelon, and a few sparklers to turn a warm summer evening into pure magic. Holiday celebrations have likely gotten a lot more complicated for you since those days. They’ve gotten so complicated that many people have…

Loss of My Grandpa Dear, Grandpa I remember that exact day the ambulance showed up at our house and we all watched you go to the hospital, that day I had that feeling something bad was going to occur A couple days later I was at my cousins house and once I got home from there I broke into tears after hearing the about the loss. I was so worried that day and couldn’t stop thinking about you, I didn’t want to lose you, and you always played such a key part in my life. I remember that night I…

When I was young, it was always a competition to be my grandma’s favorite. There were fifteen grandchildren in the family, and being her favorite meant we were given numerous privileges. The privileges consisted of anything from being the one who gets the most money on Christmas, getting to choose the family dinner on every Friday night, or best of all we were allowed to sit next to her at church on Sunday. We were the racecar drivers in a NASCAR race, swerving, causing the cars to smash into…

I can clearly recall the moment my grandma gently held my face in her hands. I was sitting on a cold, hard bench across from her. Her bright blue eyes welled up with tears and I could smell the soft Avon lotion on her. I had asked her a simple question but I quickly realized there was no simple answer. I believe that all of life in general can be like that. A simple question is asked, yet nothing can be simply answered, you must reflect, and consider all aspects, the science of it, the…

Culture is complex and dynamic and it is often easier to ignore culture than to deal with its complexity (Connerly & Pederson, 2005). However acknowledgement of ones own cultural heritage contributes to gaining awareness of culture (Connerly & Pederson, 2005). This is particularly important in counselling as cultural sensitivity facilitates therapy, resulting in better outcomes for clients with diverse backgrounds (Ridley, Mendoza, Kanitz, Andgermeier & Zenk, 1994). In contrast, cultural…

Mixed Emotions What is reality no one actually knows because everyone has a different view of reality. Jennifer L Pozner a published author with her work of Reality Bites Back. Pozner feels very strong about reality being slow, boring, nothing exciting happening, fairytales and happily ever afters. I on the other hand have mixed emotions from school/ work taking up so much time it just allows those free times we have with friends and family to be cherished. Growing up we all had…

Sisters from Story Everyday Use Alice Walker in her short story Everyday Use, published in 1973, brought us into house of Mrs. Johnson, black women living in the rural part of country. We are visiting her in the same time as her older daughter Dee. Through the mother’s eyes we see how her two daughters, although born and raised in the same house are different. They are different not only in their appearance, but also in their approach to life, family, everyday objects even their heritage.…

Gugu loved clasping her grandfather 's calloused hands. She could sense the bumps before she traced them. Picturing the delicate wrinkles around his eyes smiling at her, she engrossed herself in committing the warmth of the feeling to memory. In them, she saw a lifetime of hard work in the unforgiving dry heat of the African sun, offered in unwavering servitude to the queen as the royal carpenter. Sometimes, if she really focused, she could shrink herself back into being a little girl, those…

Relationships within the family are not more important than relationships outside the family. This seems more relevant in my family due to my grandmother on my mom’s side, who is racist, homophobic, and critiques everything about anyone in the family, especially me; while my friends won’t judge me because of my sexual orientation or that I am a little fatter than other girls my age, because they like me for my personality. In my family, it is hard to find a solid relationship with each other,…