3 Nov 2010
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Alphabet Wednesday : G
In my memory as a little girl, my grandpa was all around. He had a round bald head, a round face and a round belly. I lived with my grandparents until I had to go to school at 7, my parents prefered a life as a couple and not necessary as parents. I found this all normal and my grandpa, as he was retired had a lot of time for me of course.
He took me in the woods very early mornings where we climbed up the ladders to reach the top of an observation stand and watched the deer. I remember that I was very impressed when I saw a little Bambi for the first time. We also collected mushrooms and I had a little basket to put them in. He teached me the once which were comestible and the once which were only beautiful but could kill people. Unfortunately I have forgotten the latter once, sometimes they could have been useful.
I always remember when he took his little afternoon nap, I loved to watch the flies which would land on his bald head. Then eyes still closed he waved them away. I was fascinated to observe them rubbing their legs and imagined that his head was a skating rink. Once I wanted to help him and had the good idea to take my grandma's fly swatter and smashed it on his head to kill a fly ! Poor man ! But he survived his imaginative granddaughter.
My grandpa liked to craft little things for me, like a flute which he made out of a willow branch and other things I don't remember.
Sometimes he lost his temper and I found this very funny. I remember when we were all in the kitchen and he stand there in the middle with a loaf of bread and a big knife and just wanted to sit down, when my bustling grandma took the chair away he just wanted to sit on. Instead he sat on the floor, and throw knife and bread against the wall. I still can see the scene and it still makes me laugh.
Unfortunately my Grandpa passed away at the young age of 76, just one day before my 14th birthday. But I keep him as one of the most important man I ever met in my life, he did do two good jobs, grandfather and father when I was little.
My grandpa in 1953
PS. about my grandma I wrote last year here