In Our Words Canadians Reading Together

Once Sue got home, she started her housework to try and keep her mind off everything. She was in the middle of her work when the phone rang. She answered the phone knowing it was going to be bad news. On the other end was her mother calling to let her know her grandmother had passed away. Sue expected this news, but she still was very upset.

In Sue’s house she had an attic where she packed away stuff she didn’t use anymore. The other day, Sue decided to go up in her attic to reminisce and go through old boxes and trunks from years past. As she went up the steps to the attic and opened the door, the darkness of the room and the musty smell gave her a funny feeling inside. She reached around the corner and turned on the light. There, in front of her, were so many old boxes and antiques that her mind filled with memories, and tears came to her eyes. Her attic was filled with boxes and tons full of old toys, clothes and pictures from her past. There were a lot of cobwebs and it was very dusty up there in the attic. The floor was made of rough wooden boards and there were spiders on the walls and mouse dropping on the floor. In one corner there sat an old wooden rocking chair that belonged to her grandmother.

As she sat and looked at the chair, in her mind she pictured her grandmother sitting on her porch and rocking in her favorite old rocking chair, knitting and sipping a cup of tea. As she looks around the attic, she eyed an old antique trunk that belonged to her grandmother. She went over and lifted up the lid of the trunk and tears filled her eyes. Inside were so many things that belonged to her grandmother that she just sat there and cried for a while. She had come across a few books that were her grandmother’s favorite ones to read. There were a lot of old pictures of her grandmother and grandfather and of the family together on different occasions like Christmas and Easter. But the one thing that caught Sue’s attention the most was this book that had a floral cover.

She picked it up and opened it and to her surprise she had come across her grandmother’s diary. She read a few pages and closed it. She held it close to her chest and whispered, “Grammy, I’ll love you forever and I’ll miss you a lot.” Then she kissed the book and laid it back down in the trunk and closed the lid.