It was a beautiful day and moment with one of the people that I love. I was with my grandma on a hot day down in Florida. Earlier in the year, she had broken her tibia and fibula. She had a ton of trouble walking and she had to use a cane to walk.
We were in Florida and the weather felt like an oven. We were playing a card game and drinking ice cold Gatorade. As it went down and down my throat, it felt like someone had thrown ice into my face. As we played our game, we kept looking at the beautiful ocean. It looked like the shell I had found that morning; smooth and shiny. The ocean was sparkling as the afternoon sun gleamed down on it.
My grandma is 56 years old with short black hair and is very tall and she has dancing brown eyes. She is always laughing and having a good time and she is very caring. She has a loud and obnoxious voice. When I had won for the third time in a row, she cried out, “Lord have mercy!” It’s funny to hear that because her voice is so loud that you could hear here a mile away! People looked at us from the beach like we were aliens from outer space.
We were playing and laughing our heads off all of the time. “I’m going to win this time”, cried my grandma “and you will have to buy me ice cream.” “Grandma, I have beaten you four times in a row.” “You owe me an ice cream,” I replied. My grandma snorted and replied to me in a sarcastic tone of voice, “Ok.” “Yes!” I shouted. “I beat the winning champion of Solitaire.”
My grandma blurted out, “No fair! I should have won,” I retorted, “Oh well, I won fair and square and there’s nothing you can do about it.” But of course, my grandma knew I was only joking around and I told her I was being sarcastic.
It was a beautiful day and moment with her because I see her only once a year and I’m sure this card game meant the world to her. I know it meant the world to me because she is my grandma and I love her.
Julia A, 14, Ohio, USA