I can speak enough Spanish to converse with my grandmother. That is something I have wanted for the longest time.
When I went to Mexico two summers ago, and trips previous, I remember praying that I would learn Spanish faster. I remember thinking 'If only I knew as much Spanish as my mother.' It's all I wanted.
I'm in Spanish 3 at school and even though it's been a lot of work I can now converse with my grandmother.
She flew in today and we talked over dinner.
I wish I could talk to her for hours.
My grandma has the best stories and a beautiful, heavy, Spanish accent.
She is from a small town outside the city.
My grandma is the strongest woman I know.
I love her more than anything in the world.
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