Mentor

Mentor… perfect word to use today. The only mentor I’d in my life was my step-grandfather.

As far I can remember he been teaching me stuff most of my life. I remember the first lesson he gave me at the age of 4. I and my little brother always had piles of clothes on the floor. My mother didn’t really care but he did. He went to the nearest store and bought us a basket. He told me when you are done wearing these clothes put them in here and wait until your mother clean them. I remember the first time he taught me how to wash dishes which was annoying lol. Being the oldest in the house meant I had to do most choirs until my sisters and brother got older. He even taught me how to do yard work, working on cars, fixing stuff inside the house, how to cut down trees/ taking care of flowers which my grandmother help but I learn more from him. Let just say he taught me allot about life.

I remember growing up whenever my sisters and brother got in trouble, he would talk to all of us in a group instead of one on one. He uses to sit for hours and talk and talk and talk. As a little kid/ young man that was annoying lol like man, sitting down in a chair for an hour had your booty hurting but I also knew it was all love and that he didn’t want to see us go down the wrong path like most of my friends did.

Even though he’s my step-grandfather, I’ll always see him as a father figure because he didn’t have to help my grandmother raise us but he did. Yeah, it was hard but it made me a stronger person in life. Even till this day, he will come over and give me some advice about life and now that I’m older I just sit there and listen like the good old days.

I hope you enjoy the read and I wish all of you a good day.

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