Descriptive Essay About My Grandfather - 1353 Words

At the age of six, most kids go to Disneyland; I, on the other hand, was about to cross the border. I am one of the millions who had to go through this situation. The month of August was about to end, but in my life, a whole new journey was about to begin. It was 2004 I was with my grandpa he hugs me while we are talking I felt his love towards me in his big warm hands that were wrapped around my shoulder, home is where I was. Little did I know that I won’t be seeing my Abuelo and Abuela for the next 13 years. They hugged me one last time and my grandpa gave me this necklace: brown, yarn and handmade. He says â€Å"Mija, no te quites este collar para nada, Nosotros Siempre Vamos estar con tigo, en las buenas y en las malas.† (Honey, do not†¦show more content†¦When he was tired this other man would help my dad by either give me a piggyback ride or carrying our water gallons and a backpack. We walk towards these old big trees they looked dead, barely any green leaves still hanging on the branch. â€Å"Aquà ­ vamos a dormir esta noche amigos, asà ­ que pà ³nganse cà ³modos, y descansen que maà ±ana nos toca otra chinga.†(we are going to sleep here tonight my friends, rest but don’t get too comfortable) Coyote says. My dad pulls some blankets from our backpack and wraps them around me. We felt that cold summer wind. â€Å"LA MIGRA !!!!† (THE IMMIGRATION!) Someone had yelled that out and woke me up. The coyote says to shut up and be quiet. He told us to hide under the sand or under the old log branch that came down from the dead tree. I remember my dad squeezing me tight, giving me the biggest bear hug as we were under this long trunk brown log. All I hear is the helicopter wings in the air and some lights rotating around the location where we were. It was ten long minutes, but it seems that the Migra had left. The sun was coming out and we all begin to get out of our hiding spots. We had breakfast it wasn’t the best, but it was something. I had a tuna sandwich, an orange, and some more water. We pick our belongings and the coyote told us to make sure we didn t leave any footprints behind. We have reached night time, but we didn’t stop walking. Coyote said we couldn’t fall behind schedule, weShow MoreRelatedDescriptive Essay About My Grandfather1112 Words   |  5 PagesHaving a grandfather is like having a best friend. My grandfather was that figure for me, I called him Pop; he was my mothers father. Pop was always there for me, being a listener and an advice giver. Pop and I connected unlike any other family member I had because he always believed in me and supported everything I did. This support started ever since I was little playing sports and any activities I was engaged in. Our relationship was unbreakable, my grandmother would always say. 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