A personal piece of coursework - page 1
Keywords: A piece of courswork about the day of my grandfather's passing
By Northcott on 26/09/2008
Level: VGCSE
Page Number: 1 of 2 pages: 1 2
Personal Piece
One cold November morning I woke up earlier than I had expected. I rolled over to see my brother lightly snoring as usual and I contemplated whether to throw my duvet off as I was leaning to wards being too hot or to stay warm and toasty and attempt to go back to sleep. I chose the latter, rolled over and closed my eyes. I always felt a sense of togetherness at my grandparent’s house. They had had heron house since before I was born and I always enjoyed having it as a second home. My dad’s parents were always kind to me, with grandma Sylvia cooking the Sunday roast and always laughing and smiling at me, and then there was Grandpa. I had an odd relationship with Dennis for I was too young to stay up and see him after dinner socialising with my parents and other relatives. The only time I ever saw his true colours was on our local shoot. He used to run the shoot and even though I didn’t really know why everyone was shouting and swearing about killing a few pheasants. Even so I liked my Grandpa, from the way he laughed to the way he sat in his chair reading his paper that only he could do best.
It was a strange beginning to that crisp November morning, when I next woke up it was a lot more abrupt, It was about 9.15 when my mum came in and announced that “Mondo, Ro get changed we are going to spend the day with the Plumbers. The Plumbers were the next-door neighbours who had 2 children roughly my age who I enjoyed spending time with. That day was the first day I saw ‘The Matrix’ which I thought was brilliant! Seconds of a vast Sunday lunch followed by thirds of jelly saw me out for the rest of the day and I remember thinking it was almost as good as Grandma Sylvia’s or my mum’s! It was about 4 o’clock when mum came and got me and she told me that all my stuff was packed and that we were off immediately. My brother was looking unnaturally glum and quiet and I reflected on how nice the Fleming’s were and how I had taken it for granted and never really thought why. Mum told me to get in the car and I thought it
Last 5 comments…
There have been no comments posted for this article, but you need to register if you want to be the first!