Grandparents: Family and Grandma
I flipped the page of the photo album. There I was, grinning happily at my grandma. In another picture, my grandpa was feeding me. Why couldn't I remember? When I was just a few months old, I was sent to live with my grandparents. They raised me for about two years, and then I went back to America to my parents. In my opinion, infancy is the most difficult stage in the process of raising a child. Loud shrieks, diaper changing and wailing in the middle of the night- it doesn't sound very appealing does it? My grandparents dealt with all of it, and I can’t thank them because I can’t remember any of it. I was six when I returned for the first time since leaving China. Tired from the long flight and a intimidated by the huge, noisy airport, I gripped my dad’s sleeve tightly. When we reached the exit, I saw 6 unfamiliar faces beaming at me. “Lisa!” they exclaimed. “We missed you so much!” I shifted my weight uncomfortably, peering at my mom for reassurance. Who are these people, I wondered? “Go on,” my mom said. “Say hello.” First, I was introduced to my older aunt. I noticed that she didn’t have hair, and I would later learn that she had leukemia. She’s basically recovered now, except for occasional check ups at the hospital. My younger cousin was quiet. She looked at me with large, curious brown eyes. I was just as much a stranger to her as she was to me. She gave me a timid wave. My older cousin told me about all the fun things to do in Beijing, and told me that she had a video game for me when I got home. My ears perked up instantly. What was this talk of video games? I loved them. I decided that I liked her. My other aunt is the gossip of the family. Don’t get me wrong, I love her dearly, but she can talk up quite a storm. She always has new topics to talk about, and a million questions. Lastly, I (re)met my grandparents. My grandma is a fiery character, with a huge temper and loud personality. She loves watching dramas, and becomes extremely animated when