Period 4

I’ll never forget the summer of 2009. I cherished that summer like a mother would cherish a new born baby. I was spending that summer with my grandmother at her house in a tiny, Maryland town called Washington Grove. I have really wonderful memories there. I remember hearing the cicadas humming in the warm wind. I remember swimming at the lake to beat the heat as dragon flies hummed over our heads. I remember how my grandmother and I would take the metro train to Washington DC to see the grand and ornate buildings of our nation’s capital. The architecture was so beautiful and intricate that it looked like God himself designed it. I remember cooking on the grill every night, the scent of BBQ sauce and baby back ribs wafting in the air was the warm breeze blew past our faces. I also remember seeing the fireflies lighting up the evening sky like floating lanterns as I caught them in jars. I remember my grandmother and I attending the town’s 4th of July parade. Everyone around us was wearing the festive colors of red, white, and blue as they sang their town’s 4th of July theme song, “Washington Grove on the 4th of July”. I remember camping out on the lawn of a local building with many of the other residents. It was a beautiful lawn because the dew drops on it made each blade of grass look like sparkling crystals. The camp out was organized by the local summer camp that I worked for and I remember my grandmother sitting by the campfire with several of the other residents as she sang folk songs while one of the residents played the guitar. I remember how I spent my birthday with my grandmother that summer. She and I went to a local restaurant to celebrate and I remember talking with her and having fun as I took a bite of my delicious and juicy Philly cheese steak. After we left the restaurant, we went back to the house and talked long into the night, enjoying each other’s company. It was a joyous and wonderful summer, and although my grandmother has passed away now, she, and that summer, will always be alive in my heart and memory.