Journal # 4... My Grandfather.

Everyone has grandfather, and so do I. My grandfather was a funny man. It was a long time ago. I didn't remenber exactly but when I was seven years olds, he took me to school. That was first time I went to class. Everyone was new and strange to me. I cried a lot, I didn't want to leave my grandfather at that time. I was scared of being alone, so he could not leave me a minute. After my teacher talked about something with him, he tried to everything that make me smile, and then he left me in classroom. However, I knew he was still outside and look at me when class started. He was listening and looking at everything which was happening to me. When class finished with the sequence of rings. I saw my grandfather at the door with a warming smile. I ran to him and hug his neck. He kissed on forehead and took me home. On the way we went home, he always made me smile with alot of farces. I really happy when I had a grandfather like him. Later on, when I became a young guy he was always behind everytime. I didn't know how many times he made me smile in my life. Althouth he died, I still remembered in mine good times which I will never happen again. In short, I really love my grandfather who was so funny and very important with me.