Memoir of my Nana We played games, lots of games. It seemed to be my favorite activity when visiting my grandparents. As a six-year-old, my Nana seemed like the coolest grandparent ever. I suppose in a way playing these long games of Yahtzee or Sorry resulted in the strong bond that remains between us today. Nana was alert and always on the go to serve people far and wide. These childhood experiences shape the person who we become in the future. Although everyone is their own unique individual, other people who come into our lives whether for a minute or for a lifetime make some type of impression on us. Impressions can be learning experiences both good and bad; something we either want to mimic or steer ourselves away from. Through this …show more content…
For as long as I can possible remember, she was teaching Sunday school, playing piano, and carrying for members at church. She was a retired, school teacher which might have played into the fact that all of the Sunday school activities were very hands-on in association with the lessons. I can still see in my mind the image of Nana playing during church while singing beautiful hymns and encouraging the choir to follow along. Anytime someone in the church, community, or even someone she did not even know was afflicted in some type of way, Nana went out of her way to provide them with food, clothing, or other item they might need at the time. This was just her personality as anyone could tell you. Helping out neighbors was something that carried over into what I saw to be the right thing to do in life. Growing older changes the relationships between people. The relationship between Nana and I has remained strong. I contribute this to the times when I was a child when she placed me at the top of her priority list whenever I was around. At 15, she put her life in my hands when I had my freshly-made Learner’s Permit in tow. The fact that her trust in me had grown into something similar to the trust that I had had in her to protect me all of the previous