Grandma’s Tales

 Hello guys, my name is Aaron Johnston and I wish you a warm welcome to my Grandma’s website.  Originally, I was planning to create the whole website;  however, after realizing it wasn’t as easy as I thought, I decided to create just one page…. and leave the rest to my mum!  Next I had the very tricky decision of what to put on my page.  After many different ideas I remembered all the stories my grandma had told me, like the time she lived in the jungle, the way she prepared for her driving test and many more. So this page is a collection of some of her best stories from the past 21,…. oops 80 years.

 

 

 This story is perhaps one of the earliest; it’s all based in a jungle in Malaysia.  During the Japanese occupation, my grandma and many members of her family fled to the jungles to escape the Japanese soldiers. In the jungle they didn’t always have access to clean water and sometimes her older family hunted wild bore. Also they had to collect fruit, sweet potatoes and rice, they learnt what to collect from other relatives.

 

My grandma has a talent that not all that many people have, she can play music by ear. There are many stories involving my grandma playing music. They all started when she and her family returned home from the jungle. When they got back from the jungle, they realized the soldiers, who had beeen living  in their house, had left a piano behind. So she began to play it. At this time she had a dog, whenever she played the dog would sit next to the piano and ‘sing’. Moreover, when her mother sang a tune she had learnt in china she began to play it, without any music and her younger sister, Leena, was amazed and she began to play the piano and even studied music inAustralia. Then she began to take lessons.

 

This story is perhaps one of my favourites. When my grandma was young she was never allowed out or wasn’t allowed to do any activities. So she decided she wanted to get a driving license but she wasn’t allowed to have lessons. Every Friday when her father went to the cinema in the evening and the their driver had left for the evening she would get the car and drive it around the garden. Amazingly she had no idea what to do but just always watched the driver very closely to see what to do! However when she did her driving test they asked her to reverse up a hill, she had never done that before, but she did it perfectly and was surprised as she passed first time even though she had had no lessons. When she got her license she found the best thing about it was that she got to visit new places as she had never been on holiday.

 

With my grandma living down south she has a very ‘correct’ accent as my mum would say. One day one of her ducks went missing and she called the police, the police man who came was Scottish. When he arrived he said “so what animal is missing” and my grandma said “it’s the duck” the police man replied “what dog” eventually after a long time explaining they had lost a duck rather than a dog the policeman eventually realized.

 

They are a few of my favourite stories, about her if you have any more please, please share them with me, by adding a message on the blog. Now there is only one thing left for me to say:

 

Happy 40×2 Birthday Grandma