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Grandma Could Not Find Her Glasses

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By Mariann CarrollPublished 3 years ago Updated 3 years ago 3 min read
Top Story - January 2024
Grandma Could Not Find Her Glasses
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“Dear, could you help me find my glasses? I cannot sew or read without it.”, my sweet old granny asked me.

“Certainly, Grandma. Where did you last used it?” I asked my grandmother.

“I was in my bedroom reading the newspaper.” She reply.

We both went into the bedroom to look for it. We look on the bed, the side table and even in the trash next to her bed. No glasses.

We looked around all over the house. Where could it be? We asked grandpa did he see her glasses.

“The last time I saw you wearing your glasses, you were in bed reading the newspaper.” my grandfather told my grandmother.

He went to inspect the bedroom and did not find her glasses.

We search my grandparents’ whole house for it. I went into the kitchen and looked at the table and counter for it. I look on the floor to see if she might have dropped it. No glasses.

I check the bathroom, no glasses there. I went into the living room. I look on top of the piano, the coffee table, the sofa, the chairs, and the side tables. I tried looking under every piece of furniture, but still could not find my grandmother’s glasses.

We look for hours. My grandmother even retraced her steps to search for it. We still could not find her glasses. Where could it have gone? It had no legs to walk away on its own.

We had our lunch and we continued on our search. My grandmother was getting sadly upset because she could not do anything without her glasses.

“Grandma, did you go outside with your glasses?” I asked her.

“No, dear. I stayed inside and did not go outside today.” She answered.

My grandmother had to sit down and rest. She was tired from looking around the whole house. I kept on searching. I double-check the places I already searched.

My cousin came to visit late afternoon. She greeted everyone.

“Why are you all looking so frantic?” She asked.

“We are looking for grandma’s glasses. She used it this morning to read the newspaper. She cannot remember after that what happened to her glasses.” I told my cousin.

“We searched everywhere and still could not find it. I was going to finish making the dress I was making.” My grandmother said.

“If you cannot find it, I will take you to the eye doctor tomorrow and get a new pair, ok?” My grandfather tried to comfort my grandmother.

“That won’t be necessary, honey. I don’t want to waste money. We will find it.” My grandmother told my grandfather.

We all continue our search. My grandmother was bending down to pick up something. Her glasses fell from on top of her head.

My grandmother started to laugh hard.

“I found my glasses, thank God!” My grandmother announced

“Where did you find it?” We all asked her at the same time.

“I was bending down to pick up a pen and my glasses fell from my head.” I had my glasses on top of my head all this time.” my grandmother kept on laughing.

We all laugh along with her.

*****

This happened true story. We search all day for her glasses. We did not bother to look at her head or even her pockets. We get so frantic in our search for the glasses, we do not pay close attention to the obvious.

It was an unforgettable memory because the glasses were found on top of her head. We got a good laugh from it, too. We did buy her a necklace for her glasses after that incident. Have you lost your glasses?

I will submit this to the fiction community for the Challenge.

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About the Creator

Mariann Carroll

Proactive for positive change.Born in the City of Chicago ,Illinois.

Multi race .Studied in a foreign country .Fluent in several languages .

fascinated by diversity.A Romantic and a dreamer.Interest in healthy living

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    Written by Mariann Carroll