A significant influence should not be based on a single experience. Their influence should be seen over a lifetime, and should last forever. My grandmother’s influence on me began as soon as I was old enough to realize what was going on. Hopefully her influence will last until the day that I die, because whether it was just picking me up from school, teaching me how to cook, or helping me out of sticky situations, she has changed me.
From the moment I was in preschool, she was teaching me lessons that the schools would never possibly be able to teach me. The first memories I have are of my grandma picking me up from preschool to take me to speech classes. She took me throughout the year, and through this action combined with her everyday life and other actions, she was able to teach me to put others first. I grew up in a family where both parents worked, which meant I spent a lot of time with my grandma. My grandma didn’t mind giving up her time to watch me, or my sister when she came along two years later, and she has always been selfless in that way.
She has taught me selflessness and to put others first, but she has also shown me that I can be creative and has taught me how to demonstrate my creativity through activities such as cooking. Until the age of ten, when other family problems arose, my grandma cooked for six people every day. These six people included the two who lived at her house, and the four who lived next door at mine. After I realized that my grandma would not always be there to cook for me, I began having her teach me to cook and to bake. When we were together, we were able to talk and learned so much more about one another that we had never known before. While doing this, I also learned that cooking/baking is a way to release stress and to express creativity. By doing activities such as baking together, it brought me much closer to my grandma, and taught me a lot more about myself.
One thing I learned when I was with her was...