This is a story, one of my cousins told me.
It is not even a story. More like an anecdote or a reminiscence.
She said:
My grand daughter came running to me one day.
“Grandma, draw a dog,” she said. I drew one.
“It looks like a monster.” She laughed.
“OK, then, tell me a story, about a bad boy and a good girl.” She asked.
I blinked and said, ” Darling, I am not good at telling stories. Can I read one for you from a book?”
“No grandma, your voice is very soft. I can’t hear you well. Then bake me some cookies.” she said.
“Shall I bake a cake instead. ”
“No. I wan’t only cookies.”
Something hit me hard on my head.
I can’t draw. I can’t read well. I cant tell stories and I can’t bake cookies.
Absolutely no credentials to be a good grand mother.
Then I did what I should have done long ago. Headed to art class, tailoring class and baking class.
At the age of fifty, I learnt crochet, fabric painting, tailoring, doll making and also baking.
The things we do for the people we love!
“My grandma stitches skirts, makes hair bands, purses and she can also bake cookies.” I heard my grand daughter boast to a friend who had come over to play with her.
I don’t need any other testimonial than this.
I gave myself 100/100.
Very good grand-ma!
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To be validated by your grandchildren is the biggest award for any grandparent.😁😁😁
I think I will be one of this type of grandma who will require the demands of a cute grandchild to hone up and learn new skills… Till then I shall enjoy the work of others!!!
True. Grandparents go to every extent to please their grand kids
A lovely anecdote!
Nice grandma and grandchild!