'Old, But Gold' Poem by Kim Aouad

Okay so I was 8 when I wrote this for a school project. The topic was to discuss an event that happened in which we made a difference in someone's life...



Dedicated to my Grandpa, Camil Bejjany; may your soul be at peace...♡

     Last summer, on a Sunday morning, my grandpa wasn't feeling good, so my grandma called
 the Red Cross to take him to the hospital.
       When the ambulance came, my cousin, my little sister and I were so afraid, that we hid under the table, because we didn't understand what was going on.
      Then two persons with strange equipments put my grandpa on a thing like a carpet and they started on shouting his name. After a little while, there was a big silence. They all went except my mother, who held us in her arms to calm us.
     The next thing we knew was that my grandfather was in the intensive care. After I knew,
     I began on writing him letters every day. When it was my mother's turn to go see him, I gave her the letters I wrote, and told her to kiss him for me, because I was too small to go there, and there were rules that the children under 12 years are not allowed to go. When my mother gave him the letters, he was so happy that he started crying, and told my mom that one day, I will become a great writer because I write with passion.
     This is how I made a big difference in his last days. I will keep on writing, knowing that
this will make him happy where he is now!
 
                                                                                                              By: Kim R. Aouad
                                   Jesus & Mary school
                                        6/4/2008