Grandma’s Girl


When I was young, I didn’t like to spend a lot of time outside the house playing with other kids. What I loved doing more was hanging-out with my lola and listening to her stories.

We were just actually living in the same house but she lived upstairs and we lived downstairs. My mother would leave me to her to look after me everytime she went to the market. I would go to her bedroom every morning and pretend to ring a doorbell then she would say, “Come in!”

She would cook me this hot sweetened monggo soup. Actually, I really dunno what it’s called but it’s boiled monggo mixed with sugar.  I think I also used to add powdered milk into it. After eating, I would go back to her room and play the piano.

My grandmother was a great pianist. She had been playing that instrument since she was 12. She tried to teach me how to play it but she was getting older. The only lesson I learned was how to place my hands on the keys of the piano.

She was also my first teacher. I didn’t enter nursery school like most kids did. She taught me how to read and write and when I graduated kindergarten, I was on top of the class.

I also used to be my grandma’s escort to church every Sunday. She would call my name before eight in the morning but I would always wake up late. I had to hurry up getting ready because she would get mad at me. She’s the church pianist so being late is a no-no.

One more thing I remember about her is the hot cocoa she used to prepare every Christmas and New Year’s eve. It’s one of the holidays I really enjoyed when I was young because my relatives would go to our house to celebrate with us.

I have a lot of cousins but my grandmother had admitted than I’m her favorite grandchild. Probably, not only because I’m living with her but I was also the youngest granddaughter. Now, someone is already younger than me but my grandparents had passed away before she was born. I still consider myself the youngest. 😛

Now that I’m a grown-up, I can make that monggo soup and hot cocoa on my own but it would never give me the same feeling of happiness I had when it was made by my lola.


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10 thoughts on “Grandma’s Girl

  1. Chelle says:

    Your grandma sounds like she was an awesome women! I lived with my grandma until I was two (when she passed away). The weird thing is I clearly remember my grandma making me hot chocolate. She would always let me use a spoon to drink it, my mum would come in and take away the spoon lol.

    Aww I really enjoyed your post!


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