Tuesday, August 22, 2006

A father, a grandfather, a hero

My grandpa has lived a long life, but the past few years he hasn't been able to really live. He suffered a few strokes and was placed in the care of professionals. I have not seen him in almost nine years. I may never see him again. But my grandpa was a huge part of my childhood and took care of my sister and me when my mum was at work. My dad was thousands of miles away so he also acted as a father to us. I know his children love him dearly, as do all his granchildren, as do I. The memories I have of him are childish, as I was only little when we were with him, but he was a real hero to me, he was my grandpa. I remember that he was so deaf he couldn't tell if he was the one that passed wind or if it was one of us kids that "popped", he made us giggle even when he was sleeping because of his funny snore. He had funny friends, one called cookie, who had ways of getting more of the orange vitamins that we liked so much from the old age care givers . He walked with a cane because his leg was broken in WWII. He painted the most wonderful water colours I ever saw. He took us to Ray Lodge park with my mum, to swim in the river, even though we would get all muddy and covered in Leeches. He let me ride my bicycle around on the gravel on the way home from school because I liked the crunching noise it made and helped me imagine I was driving a car. He taught me to draw, mainly horses for a reason I can't remember, but it must have been good because i can still draw a pretty good horse even now. He taught me about money with all his cut up magazines that I found in his waste paper bin. He taught me how to grow spider plants from off shoots of a mother plant. It's funny but just the other day I found a spider plant and showed my friend exactly the same thing. The scent of baked apples reminds me of his little apartment in London, and I often think of the little yellow muffin things he used to bake, but I can't remember their names. These are small memories, but they are mine, and he will always be with me.


Blogger 5Fingers said...

Mo, you have told me about your grandpa on several occasions. On all those several occasions, I see that you really loved your grandpa. I am touched that you have strong memories of him. Do not ever lose them. they are precious.

I only knew a little about my grandpa. You have been blessed with these amazing memories.

Tuesday, 22 August, 2006  
Blogger Mo and Cas said...


Tuesday, 22 August, 2006  
Blogger VallyP said...

I have just seen this now, Mooska and it has brought tears to my eyes. He was a wonderful grandpa to you, even if he was a bit cantankerous at times! He taught you so much and he loved you so much too. I wish he could see what you've written here. I cried when I sat with him yesterday, remembering all these things. May God see fit to let him go in peace very soon. He will go to that special place in heaven for the best fathers and grandfathers that ever lived. Thank you so much for writing this, my Mo. xxxxxx

Tuesday, 22 August, 2006  
Blogger Koos F said...

Hi Maryssa

Although I've seen your grandfather more than once, I cannot say I have known him, because he was only a shadow of what he used to be. Yet I can add up your description of him to what your mother has told me about him. That totals to an image that allows me to at least imagine I have known him too.
For that sweet description I thank you from thhe bottom of my heart.


Wednesday, 23 August, 2006  
Blogger Anne-Marie said...

What a lovely tribute to your grandfather. These are not small memories at all, but a wonderful collection of things that will stay in your heart forever.


Wednesday, 23 August, 2006  
Anonymous jodie said...


this really is beautiful. Its hard for me to express what I'm feeling about all this right now but eventually Í need to put fingers to the keyboard about this too.

All I can say right now is big hugs to you and mum.

Will write to you when I get back from my holiday.


Thursday, 24 August, 2006  
Blogger VallyP said...

Thanks so much for your sweet comment on my blog my Mo. I can't wait to go to London with you. That would be absolutely fantabulous!

Tuesday, 29 August, 2006  
Blogger Metalchick said...

What a lovely tribute to your grandfather! These memories are worth so much more than anything in the world.

Sunday, 10 September, 2006  

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