Back in time
I could see her dirty blond hair, hazel eyes, wrinkles around her eyes and on her hands, pale skin, small nose, and normal sized ears. Her hands looked rough like she’s worked her hardest her whole life, that's because she has. My grandma and I were sitting at the kitchen table, when I asked my grandma, “Hey grandma can I interview you for my English class?” I saw her face start to grin in joy as she replied with, “Of course,” “How about Wednesday?” she said with the biggest smile on her face.
Wednesday afternoon my grandma and I were sitting on the couch, “Alright grandma let's get started” I said. My first question was what is your full name and what were the nicknames you had as a kid? “My full name is Gloria Anduaga Sanchez but they called me Glorita.” “I don't know why,” she told me, “I guess it sounded better, I was never really sure. They also called me by my last name, Anduaga.“ She stayed quiet for a moment. “Matter a fact now that I remember we all called each other by our last name.” “When my mom called me by my full name, that's when I knew I had to hide” she said with laugh.
What was your first job? Did you like it? Why or why not?
“My first job was at a Mexican restaurant, I forgot the name of the place.” Even though they paid her minimum wage that was enough money for a 15 year old. She described it as a small place with great food that was busy all the time where she had to work alone. “I learned a lot from it though, like how to multi task and how to work hard and not be lazy” she told me.
My following question is what was the most shocking experience you've had throughout you life? “After my mother passed away” she said, “All of my and family were gathered together and were praying. We were praying A Rosario, which is prayer we do after someone has passed away. We were all praying in the living room when all of a sudden my niece yells out “My grandma! She whispered in my ear!” “Everyone was in shock wondering what just happened as was I” she continued. She then told me that later that day she was walking down the street when she heard someone calling her name. “Gloria,” said the voice “I heard the voice but it didn't sound normal it was soft as if it was a whisper.” said my grandma. She also wanted me to realize that my mother's name is Gloria before she went on with her story. “Your mom came in wondering why I had called her.” “It wasn't me I thought you called me” she told my mom. They were both puzzled, and left speechless.. After my mom left my grandma heard the voice again only this time she recognized the voice, “Mama” my grandma said waiting for an answer. “I wasn't scared just shocked” my grandma clarified. I saw my grandma's eyes start to water, I saw a tear rolling down her face. “From that day and for the rest of my life I knew that my mom would forever be with me, right in here.” she pointed at my heart. She gave me a big hug and told me that she loved me. “Let's continue this tomorrow grandma” I said.