I really like this story because it shows sad, happy, and confusing. It was about a child, Robbie. He was painting a picture of his dad, a wierd-looking creature with one ear three ties as big as the other, one green eye and one red; the head was pear-shaped, and the face needed a shave. He decided to show it to his dad, but his dad was talking to his wife about finical problems. For some reason, dad ignored his own son. Robbie threw the picture to the floor, ran to his room, and slammed the door. He cried because he thought that his dad doesn't care. However, the sound of slammed the door reminded his dad in the past about his grandmother. When Robbie's dad was a child, he heard his grandmother say she needed a football. He also heard her tell my mother there was going to be a party tonight for the whole family. He decided to get football for his grandmother. But his mother laughed, explained him that his grandmother wanted a fruit bowl, not a football. Robbie's dad ran away and slammed the door. But his grandmother put the football on the fruit bowl, showed that she love it because from a child is beautiful, anything.
I think anyone who is a grandmother has more experience than anyone. I like the part that Robbie's dad's comment, “You stand there by the door, and pray they won't let you go, because you have no place to go, and if they don't want you, who does?”. It is true because that is the part of life. It reminded me also, I once draw an ugly face picture and gave it to my mom. My mom laughed and kept my painting picture. She said that any I made is beautiful.
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