My classmates laughed at me when I got to the prom with my grandmother and invited her to dance the first dance... But everything changed when I took the microphone and made the whole room keep quiet 😲😢
I was eighteen, and at the prom I arrived with the only person nearby I had left: my grandmother.
My mother died when I was born. My father I never met him. When I was old enough to understand what a family is, I only had my grandmother.
Her name was Marta.
She raised me alone. When I was born, I was over fifty years old. Her hands were tired, her back often hurt, but in my whole life I never heard her complain.
At night he read me books, although at the end of the day his eyes were almost closed from fatigue. Every Saturday I made pancakes, even in those times when we barely had money for food. He came to every school presentation, sat quietly at the end of the room, but he applauded louder than anyone.
So we could live, my grandmother worked as a cleaner. And he worked precisely at the same school where I was studying. And that's when the teasing began.
