1. Story of My Father
... were of Portuguese descend, whom I knew vaguely. My grandmother Francisca, a very distinguished and pompous lady, long black hair, and affable smile, whom, after almost 40 years, I still remember vividly in my mind. Although I rarely saw her, the most enduring memories that I have of her is when she put me on her lap and sang a song in a language I barely understood, but that made me ... dream of magical and adventurous places. My grandfather, Antonio, who I never had the opportunity to meet and with whom everyone said I shared a great physical resemblance, died when I was still a baby....
- Word Count: 1452
- Approx Pages: 6
- Grade Level: High School