A very important event in my life would have to be the death of my grandmother.
She was so awesome. I will miss her forever. My grandmother is a great role model for Me. Over the years it's gotten easier talk about her death.
My grandmother was a nice Portuguese lady. She lived in Portugal until she moved to the States with her nine children From there she lived in New Bedford until the year of 2000. I learned a great deal of Portuguese from her because she didn't speak any English. The Death of my grandmother was so hard for me because she was the first person really close to me to die. Before that I had never been to a funeral or a wake, so it was the first for a lot of things. At the time I was twelve years old, and new to Freetown so it felt like everything was changing in my life.
In the years 2000 my family moved from New Bedford to Freetown. For me it was a big change. There was a new school, friends, and house. When we moved my vava as I called her moved in with us. I liked my vava living with my family because it helped me learn Portuguese. Her moving in gave me someone to spend time with I didn't know anyone yet. It had it bad sides too. She was really old fashion so I didn't have a lot of privacy. She would go in my room and clean everything. It was hard to find all my stuff.
That spring would be the spring she died. I remember it like it was yesterday. I had the best day at school. I was laughing and having fun all day. When I was walking home I noticed that both of my parents were home. That was weird because whenever I come home from school I'm home alone. I just figured that they both had the day off. I went inside to change my clothes to play basketball. On my way out my dad stopped me, and told me to sit down. At that moment I know something was up. Then he told me that my vava passed away early in the morning. I wait right into shock. I remember leaving my after I heard the news, and sitting in woods for a few years trying to figure out why she had to leave. I asked myself that for weeks after it happened. I would have to say that was the worst day of my entire life. For the next two days I didn't go to school. After that I had to go her wake. I had never seen a dead person before, so for a twelve year old it was a little scary. I quickly told myself to get mature because it was my grandmother. he next day was her funeral. There were hundreds of people at the mass. Then we went to he cemetery. At that moment I finally realized I would never see her again. It was weird I was to shocked to cry or do anything for that matter. There were all these people I didn't even now telling me they were sorry for me. Then I wished I could be one of those people that just said sorry and forgot about. I couldn't and will never forget about. What I would have given to say "hi vava" one more time.
After we left the cemetery we went to some sports club with the whole family. I think it help a lot. There was some food and snacks. Everyone was talking and starting to think a little clearer now. Some of the old timers even started to play foosball. On the way home my dad told me, and my two brothers that he was proud of us because we acted like man on one of the toughest days of your lives. After that statement I realized that my brothers and I were a lot more mature after this event. That week of events would be the hardest I've ever had to overcome. After this event I also learned a lot more about death the question I had was answered. Death happens because it is a part of live. This is the first time I had to deal with death. I know it won't be the last, but it will be easy to deal with In the future.
It has been almost three years after my grandmother's death. I have matured greatly since that May. I am know fifteen and my life has changed for the good and the bad without my grandmother. One thing is I forgot all the Portuguese I learned from her.
There is no reason to speak the language was I forget it little by little until it was all gone.
Another thing is I have forgotten a lot about my heritage. She was the only that told me about it, and she is gone. Therefore I had nobody to teach me. There are some good changes too. the influence of my grandmother in my life has made me a better person. I hope when I'm a grandfather, and I die it will affect someone positively. I hope some like kid will I want to be like him. Think is why this event has affected me. I would have to be probably the most important event that has ever happened to me.