My grandmother is visiting the U.S for the first time in 17 years for my sister’s wedding. My grandmother is no wilting flower and has plenty of opinions. All those out there with a foreign grandma will probably know exactly what I mean. For example, she thinks that American clothes have gone downhill and there are too many trees in the suburbs and that I am an amazing dancer and actress (Why didn’t you go into acting? Such a waste! With those dancing and singing skills!) My grandma has always believed in me.
Despite the fact that I did not go into acting/dancing I do think I can safely say I inherited my flair for drama from my grandmother. For example, take a look at these recent conversations with my grandmother:
Grandmother: (Said with face of authentic despair): Dear sweet blessed mother, God almighty, Sacred Virgin, loving father who art in heaven why has this happened????? Why, God, why??? Ay! My head! My God, what is wrong with my head????
Me: What happened?????
Grandmother: I left my purse upstairs.
And:
Grandmother: (Said with face of authentic despair): Dear sweet blessed mother, God almighty, Sacred Virgin, loving father who art in heaven why has this happened????? Why, God, why??? Ay! My head! My God, what is wrong with my head????
Me: What happened??????
Grandmother: I left my glasses upstairs.
And:
Grandmother: (Said with face of authentic despair): Dear sweet blessed mother, God almighty, Sacred Virgin, loving father who art in heaven why has this happened????? Why, God, why??? Ay! My head! My God, what is wrong with my head????
Me: What happened??????
Grandmother: I left my scarf upstairs.
And my grandmother is not a church-going woman. Can you imagine if she were?
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Looks like she still left her scarf upstairs!
Sounds like a wonderful character to me. –Curt
That’s too funny!