UNIVERSIDAD LIBRE DE PEREIRA

INGLES-1 GRUPO-2

FACULTY OF HEALTH SCIENCES- NUTRITION AND DIETETICS PROGRAM

ACTIVITY ENGLISH

STUDENT NAME:

JOSE DAVID ROJAS RODRIGUEZ

TEACHER

JUAN CAMILO MAZUERA ARISMENDY

UNIVERSIDAD LIBRE SECCIONAL PEREIRA

FACULTY OF HEALTH SCIENCES- NUTRITION AND DIETETICS PROGRAM

PEREIRA-RISARALDA

2019

TO THE MEMORY OF MY GRANDFATHER

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THE PAIN OF MY OLD MEMORIES...

One day, anyone made the decision to go visit my grandfather, but not before making a
delicious cake, which he loves, I told my mother to come with me and incidentally wear the
green dress that my grandfather had given her. She agreed to go with me, after a few hours
we arrived at an old and great acyl, where my grandfather was held for a few years, when the
unexpected happened, after the death of my grandmother he plunged into a deep sadness. I
look up when I see my grandfather in a black suit that still cries his beloved wife, say hello
and I told him to sit down, he said yes, but it still hurts to talk about his past and his memories,
but what would do to see if he could heal his wounds, he started talking and said...

After so many years, today I am invaded again by a deep feeling, of those beautiful memories
of my youth, as forgetting when I was only a little boy, raised in a modest village (Texclas),
I was very happy with my humble family, but my happiness could be clouded by a simple
family situation, my father was an insolent and mediocre human being, who often treated my
mother very badly by turning her into an unbridled and unhappy woman, so my mother
couldn't take it anymore, so they decided to part ways and the two took turns different, my
mother with my brothers decided to leave that modest town, for the big city, where my life
was going to take a 360-degree turn, because it was there that I first saw your grandmother
Fiorella in her best years had a beautiful red dress walked very l Ento, you could see that she
was an inexpressible woman but really beautiful, i could watch as she rotated, steep in her
glass slippers on that roulette wheel, I was just a little lover (a tear down her face),

TO THE MEMORY OF MY GRANDFATHER

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I kept saying I feel ridiculous crying but these memories fill me with feeling, to which I
answered quiet Grandpa let's not talk about it anymore, we better eat this delicious cake that
we prepare with a lot of love my mother and I. But suddenly in deep respite my grandfather
died in our arms leaving us heartbroken, by the emotional encounter we had had that
afternoon.

Today, 15 years ago, from his departure and I still feel the sad pain of his absence, I still think
of all the moments we miss next to that great man, my mother lives regretful of how bad she
was with her father when she retained that old man, instead of supporting him to overcome
his pain. Today we only have forgiveness...

TO THE MEMORY OF MY GRANDFATHER