My Grandma’s Poor Eyesight
My grandma is 79 years old now. And her eyesight is always very poor. And that always makes some mistakes that make us all laugh.
Once, there’s an old rusty nail on the wall. It was small on the wall. At that time I was playing the PC in the living room. And my grandma was in search of something behind me in the living room. Suddenly, grandma cried with a big joy: “Aha! Finally I caught you, my little fly!” I was surprised; I turned my head to her. She was holding a flapper, squinting at the wall. “What are you watching, grandma?” I asked. “Oh, can’t you see the fly on the wall? I just killed it!” “Bravo, Grandma! But, isn’t it a rusty nail?” I said so. Because I recognized that the “fly” my grandma “killed” was just that old rusty nail. “Oh! How poor my eyesight!”
That thing made us all laugh that night. But my grandma’s japes were not only this.
One day, I went to my grandma’s home. She lived with my uncle, auntie and my sister. I went there for the dinner. My parents would go after work. I knocked the door, and grandma opened it. I called “Grandma!” My grandma stared at me for a while, and then asked “You’ve bought a new coat again?” I was confused, “Eh, what do you mean grandma?” Maybe she finally recognized my voice. She said open-eyed, “Are you Lydia? I thought you’re Blair.” Eh, Blair is my sister. And at that time she was shopping outside. My grandma had mistaken us two. And she thought my sister bought a new coat again. That night our laughter might have disturbed the neighbors.
There are a lot of japes made by my grandma. At last, we determined to buy a pair of glass for her. We chosen and chosen, finally we bought a perfect one. Then, her eyesight was better than before. She can easily tell the fly and the nail with the glass.
“Grandma, your eyes are better now, aren’t they?” We asked.
“Yes, of course! But, how bothering taking on and off the glass. I still prefer to kill the nail.”
