Journal+6-+Narrative

I love to hear stories from my grandpa on what times were like back when he was my age and how things changed. I quickly realized that times were terribly different from today. My grandpa told me about his experiences as a child and so that is what I will share. As a boy my grandpa hated school with a fierce passion. So after he finished all of his morning chores he would head of to school. Once he got there he would as his teach "May I go to the bathroom?" and she would always say "certainly." When my grandpa went to school, the restrooms were outside in an outhouse. He would go out to the outhouse and then just walk home. He would never tell his parents he had skipped but he did it about once a week.

As my grandpa got older (teenage years) he started to love sports. Sports were his only reason to go to school. He wrestled, played football, ran track, and in the winter he played ice hockey on a local pond. The big issue for my grandpa was transportation. His parents were not very good influences in his life so he tried to be as independent as possible. My grandpa's only transportation from place to place was his rusty old bike. To make money to pay for the sports' expenses, he took on a morning and afternoon paper route. This means he rode his bike roughly 15 miles per day! Even though he finally saved up the money to play the sports and made the teams, he still couldn't make it to practice on time because he only had his bike so he decided to just give up on playing sports with a team and just played them for fun in his free time.

Taking on his paper route was a big responsibility. He caused him to have to wake up every morning at 5 o' clock to deliver the morning paper and so he could make it to school on time. After he got home from school he would go on his afternoon paper route and get home at about 7 o' clock every night. On his paper route he eventually met my grandma. He gave paper to her house and she would see him deliver it everyday. She decided to go out an talk to him one day and it was love at first sight. My grandma's parents didn't like her going out to talk to him up she didn't care. Now, they have been married for about 40 years and had 3 kids. Two girls and one boy. My Uncle went on to be a father of 3 boys, my aunt became a mother of two girls, and my mother became a mother of a boy and a girl.