Grandparents are always a nice thing to have as you grow up, some kids never have the chance to grow up with them but for me I am so glad to have them in my life up to this day. Ever since I was a little kid my maternal grandma and grandpa would always take care of me while both my parents went to work. Every day I would spend time with either one in different places like for instance I would help my grandma weave her rug or go with my grandpa to the horse corral. As I hung out with them more often they began to teach me a lesson, to never forget who I am and where I came from.

            Sometimes they would remind me but most times I would learn it on my own especially when I helped them out with stuff. I remember when I was small I would always sit there with my grandma and get in the way by trying to help her weave her rug but for some reason she would never get mad at me. To this day I think she wanted me to learn how to weave even though it was a lady thing but I did not care, as long as I kept a tradition going.  Every time my family butchers, my grandpa would always tell me how to take apart the meat, lucky enough I was listening so now I can take it apart myself like a true Navajo. Today, I always get flashbacks of how they stepped in to raise me and to help my struggling parents.

            Every time I go to my grandma’s house she always has to give me that speech. That speech were she tells me to not do something stupid that I will regret and give our family a bad reputation. So in my head I know I represent the Towering House Clan (One of the first original Navajo Clans) so my attitude changes to be a better person and do the best to my abilities for my family. When I communicate to them it is hard for me since they only understand Navajo, so this pushes me harder to learn more of my language and keep my language alive before it dies out. The last thing is my grandma tells me to come home after I go to college and make something of myself. Always telling me never to forget the place I was born and raised, keeps reminding me of this once small rez boy that grew up on the reservation.