My Grandma
April 2002
By Michelle Zhang (age 11)
My grandma's name is Jin Zhou, which, in Chinese, means beautiful jade. She was born in Beijing, the capital of China. She has lived in China for most all her life, and at other times she was either here in America or somewhere else traveling. I call my grandmother by the Chinese word for grandma, which is pronounced ah-powoa. I might sometimes call her Grammy and she would understand. I remember explaining to her that the Grammy Awards were special awards that were given to many honored T.V. shows and then she accepted being called Grammy. She calls me by many names, some of which are Michelle when she is not sure where I am, Ah-bo (means Treasure) when we are having fun together, and Child when she is about to lecture me about studying harder.
Grandma was a doctor and she enjoys playing Ma Jian (a traditional Chinese Game), Go and any other game that is simple and fun to learn. She also likes working on puzzles because she likes seeing the overall appearance of it once it's done.
If I were to describe my Grandma, I would have to say that she is everything you want a grandmother to be. But the three main things are that she is fun, generous and an overall responsible person. She would NEVER buy make up for young children because she believes that a child's main priority is studying. But if you were done doing your homework, she would be glad to play any sort of game with you. She will always clean up the house daily because she thinks that the house collects too much dust during the past day and night. If she relocates your things, she will always tell you where she puts them so that you won't have to look all over everywhere. She is very caring, always worried if you have a scratch or cut. She would do everything in her power to prevent that from happening again.
My first memory of my grandma was when I was about three. I went to live in China for a year or so because my mom and dad both had to work hard and Grandma was the only person that could really take care of me well. So I was happy in China and went to many exciting places like the Great Wall of China. Then, on Wednesday, October 10th, 1993, I came back here to America. Grandma didn't come with me. My Grandma and Grandpa from my dad's side came with me instead. I remember crying my eyes out and screaming that I didn't want to go back; that I wanted to stay with Grandma forever... But after all, I was forced to go on that plane that would take me away from all the family I knew. I remember Grandma waving good-bye to me and me crying again and again on the flight back...
I love my Grandma, the one and only beautiful jade.
By Michelle Zhang (age 11)
My grandma's name is Jin Zhou, which, in Chinese, means beautiful jade. She was born in Beijing, the capital of China. She has lived in China for most all her life, and at other times she was either here in America or somewhere else traveling. I call my grandmother by the Chinese word for grandma, which is pronounced ah-powoa. I might sometimes call her Grammy and she would understand. I remember explaining to her that the Grammy Awards were special awards that were given to many honored T.V. shows and then she accepted being called Grammy. She calls me by many names, some of which are Michelle when she is not sure where I am, Ah-bo (means Treasure) when we are having fun together, and Child when she is about to lecture me about studying harder.
Grandma was a doctor and she enjoys playing Ma Jian (a traditional Chinese Game), Go and any other game that is simple and fun to learn. She also likes working on puzzles because she likes seeing the overall appearance of it once it's done.
If I were to describe my Grandma, I would have to say that she is everything you want a grandmother to be. But the three main things are that she is fun, generous and an overall responsible person. She would NEVER buy make up for young children because she believes that a child's main priority is studying. But if you were done doing your homework, she would be glad to play any sort of game with you. She will always clean up the house daily because she thinks that the house collects too much dust during the past day and night. If she relocates your things, she will always tell you where she puts them so that you won't have to look all over everywhere. She is very caring, always worried if you have a scratch or cut. She would do everything in her power to prevent that from happening again.
My first memory of my grandma was when I was about three. I went to live in China for a year or so because my mom and dad both had to work hard and Grandma was the only person that could really take care of me well. So I was happy in China and went to many exciting places like the Great Wall of China. Then, on Wednesday, October 10th, 1993, I came back here to America. Grandma didn't come with me. My Grandma and Grandpa from my dad's side came with me instead. I remember crying my eyes out and screaming that I didn't want to go back; that I wanted to stay with Grandma forever... But after all, I was forced to go on that plane that would take me away from all the family I knew. I remember Grandma waving good-bye to me and me crying again and again on the flight back...
I love my Grandma, the one and only beautiful jade.