by Anhthu Huynh, Falcon Ridge Middle School, Apple Valley, MN
Length of time studying ESL: 6 years
Current ESL Teacher: Jincy Vaitkunas
It was the beginning of April, and I was on a plane to Vietnam to see my grandmother. I hadn’t seen her in over three years. I remember looking out the window and thinking about all the fun times that me and my grandma use to have. It was the greatest feeling in the world, and before I know it we were there.
My uncle came to pick us up at the airport and I could tell there was something wrong by the look on his face and then he told me my grandma was in the hospital. We got in the car and drove as fast as we could. When I got there I saw her lying on a bed with needles and machine hooked up to her and at that moment I thought I was going to lose her forever. I saw her using every ounce of her strength to talk to me. It was the worst feeling in the world to see my own grandmother lying there in pain and knowing there was nothing I could do about it. So I just sat there and held her hand. I looked in her eyes and saw how sad she was. I said I don’t want my grandma to die and then I started to cry but I knew if my grandma could hear me she wouldn’t want me to cry. I tried my hardest to be brave and not cry but I couldn’t buy sibutramine weight loss help it.
A few minutes later, the doctor came in and told us visiting hours were over. There was nothing to do so we went to our hotel, but when we were at the hotel, I couldn’t keep my mind off what happen at the hospital. I kept on saying she’s going to be okay but another side of me thought differently, and I didn’t know what side to listen to.
The next morning we went to check on my grandma and the doctor said she was doing a lot better. We went out to get something to eat, and I was feeling better until we got the emergency call to go to the hospital. When we got back to the hospital there was a ton of doctors standing around. I have never seen a heart monitor up so close before and I think I don’t ever want to again. Then it slowed down more and more, and I sat there watching it. The beat finally stopped. I just lost the greatest person in my life, the one that always loved me no matter what happened and the one that always cared about me no matter what I did. The worst thing is that I never told her how I felt about her, and now she’s gone, and she will never come back. That’s why I tell my mom I love her every day because she works 12 long hours a day for me and my sister, and every moment I’m with her is a moment I treasure.