My Mom: “How old do you think you were when the Depression started?”
Great Grandma: “Well…um…what?”
(She has bad hearing too.)
Mom: “Do you remember how old you were when the Depression started?”
GG: “The Depression? I don’t remember what that is.”
I exchange a look with my mom. If she can’t even remember what the Depression is (bless her heart) than there’s no way I’m going to get useful information for my presentation!
I would’ve asked her myself, considering it’s my report, but when I tried to talk to her, she freaked out because she couldn’t understand how there were two different voices on the other end of the phone. Not to mention, she couldn’t remember who I was either.
Me: “Hi Grandma, do you remember me?”
GG: “Yeah…”
Me: “Okay, good. I have some questions about the Great Depression.”
GG: “…Who’s this? Do you have grandchildren?”
(That’s where my mom and I couldn’t help but start laughing!)
My mom: “No, that’s MY daughter. She’s 15.”
GG: “Oh…well, do YOU have grandchildren?”
My mom: “No, my oldest is 17. And he isn’t married yet.”
GG: “Ohh…”
Now, I’m a very impatient person. I don’t pride myself in that, and I am trying to work on that. And I love my dear great grandmother. But when I have to get homework done, I am not a patient person at all.
My mom did the rest of the talking, so as not to confuse my grandma. And in the end we did get a lot of information from her. A lot of the time she would drift off to lovey-dovey land when we brought up her husband, my great grandpa.
GG: “Oh, George and I were always just so happy. Every day was a pleasure because I was so happily married…”
We didn’t exactly follow the interviewee sheet because she couldn’t remember anything about those questions. So we made up our own, and my teacher was fine with it. (That’s the nice thing about being home-schooling teachers. You don’t have to do the assignment perfectly and you still can get an A+ if they enjoyed it.)
So, now that I’ve finished my report and written my note cards, I have to do my presentation tomorrow, pretending to be a little old lady who can’t remember who she’s talking to. ;)
Wish me luck!
2 comments:
Hey K! Maybe your mom could video -- I'd love to see it! Hugs!
I'm glad everything worked out!!
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