My Grandpa

My Grandpa

By Rugyinsun

            I remember along past ago, when I was child, in the kitchen of my house. I got a little cat in, were eating my chicken. I was angry with it. I wanted to bit it, but it ran fast searching a hole to get out. But it didn’t find it. I ran near it.

          &nbrp; “Doni!”

            I stopped as the voice. My grandpa came near me. I looked at him. He smiled up to me. “What are you doing?” he asked softly.

            “A cat ate my chicken.”

            He smiled again. “So?”

            “I’m gonna kill it!”

            He put his hand on my shoulder. “All beings need to live.” I sighed. “We still have much.” He laughed.

            He is a patient man. Sometimes I didn’t like him, but sometimes I proud of him. One day he told me about my grandma. He told when he met her in the first time. I laughed of it. Indeed, he never angry. He always smiles. But now he was died. I just realize that he is the best. I pride of her, I want be like him.

            I have graduated from college, have been bachelor. I have been a rich man, have a beautiful wife, have a big house, and have a luxurious car. I and she is a new couple. It’s not easy to run. It’s need patience. I felt I should learn how to be a wise man, how to be a patient man.

            My Grandpa?