Grandma And Great Grandma Mom
My mother told
me on the day of my birth they handed her the wrong baby. It seems I nearly got switched at birth. It's a very scary thing to think you could of
grown up with the wrong family all your life and never really knew. I often thought to myself , "was she so
sure that she got the right baby." Then I would look in the mirror and see my
grandmother in my own smile and I then I knew I came from the Pennington Family. Everyone that I talked to my whole childhood
would say, " You look so much like
your grandmother Clara. " I was the
only grandchild that had that much resemblance to her. My
grandmother was a very beautiful woman but in her younger years had a long
slender body. I was never built like her because I always had bigger limbs. Her arms and legs were very skinny.
My grandmother was a teacher, as a matter fact my family had many teachers in the Pennington family and
they nearly all were talented musically.
She took me to church when I was little
and I would sing my heart out and she would always brag about how good I could
sing. Though now I know I never really
could sing that well, but it did encourage me to love singing. She had
ten brothers and sisters, my great aunts and uncles who I have very fond
memories of, but I don't think I ever met them all.
My great grandmother was a very tiny woman and lived very
near to one-hundred years. She was a
mountain woman . She farmed and took
care of the cows and chickens. She could
jump a fence in her eighties to chase down the cows and still fixed a really
big breakfast - eggs, bacon, biscuit, fried potatoes, pancakes and she still stayed skinny.
Some of my best memories as a child was visiting our Great
Grandma Mom, running around the farmland and looking at her beautiful
flowers, chasin' a chicken just because it was fun or findin, a red spotted lizard
under a rock and gettin, all excited about it.
That's the kind of things I
enjoyed when I was little.
I remember a day when I was very young, may-be it was even
on that old farm, I looked up at
the sky and saw the rolling clouds and the sun beams shining through, I said in
my heart, " There must be a God because
no man can make that." That is my
earliest memory of realizing God existed.
Susan Y Nikitenko
June 19th, 2013
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