Me and Grandma

grandma was not of this time old fashioned, hard working it brings tears to my eyes a mean ole lady with a switch in her hand and i was a bad little boy bent on devilment "confound yo tail!" grandma would scream while i was running from the whippen i never got away from i did everything from stealing candy to looking underdresses you name it, i took all dares and challenges and what ever it was or turned out to be grandma had a whippen waiting for me out of a thousand times only one time she was wrong i had lied so much my truth did not matter a little bit older we spent summers on their farm doing chores like feeding chickens and picking fruit and vegetables it was hard work but grand ma always cooked a big breakfast and a big dinner i never been skinny in my life when ever we went to town she would always get her special snack a huge candy cane, some cheese and crackers and there was nothing better than those three together. grandma was the one thing that never changed allways the round little lady she was already old she did'nt give advice, she lived it the last time she threaghtened me was with a broom stick and tears in her eyes at fifteen, i still was'nt to big for a whippen in these words you may think that i was abused as a child. no, it was how i was brought up everybody got whippens i just got the most there are no failures in the children grandma raised i'm still one of the baddest but i'm doing ok