Because of my Uncle

      My uncle is a very nice person. He loved everyone. He also could not stand my mom’s guacamole. He always thought it was missing an ingredient. I always looked up to him. Literally he was really tall. He had brown hair. Then he got old so he got grey hair. You may think that I mention something more than once let that be sign that it was important. This is a story about him.

     It was one night at my house with all the chairs tucked in ready at the table with the food on everyone’s plate when my Uncle saw my mom making guacamole. He just couldn’t resist. He grabbed the salad dressing and poured it in the bowl and mixed it around. By the time my mom got back everyone had a grin on their face and was chuckling. My mom turned around and saw my uncle roar with laughter. She looked in the bowl with guacamole and saw the salad dressing and she started giggling to.

My uncle said, “What’s done is done!” and that was the end.            

     A few weeks later my uncle came in for dinner one night and brought salvo (my brother) a magnet with his name on it. At that time I was looking around the house thinking wow those chairs have nice patterns and those lights are very bright. A minute later I was crying my head off. (I was 3)

I was screeching, “IT’S NOT FAIR!!!!!!” Every second.

MY dad walked over and said, “Its okay I will get you one.”

“NO!” We all stared at our uncle. “It is not okay to be jealous.” I stopped crying I stopped crying and just stared. “Okay?” He said.

“OKAY!” I said with a jolly voice. After that we put the magnet on the fridge and I smiled so wide as if I got a toy I wanted my whole life.

     My uncle also makes people laugh when they are sad. My brother came home from school with a glum face. My uncle asked him what was wrong

My brother said,” I don’t want to talk about.” So my uncle started telling jokes, and my brother started laughing. Once again my uncle has made someone smile.

     My uncle would go to his neighbers house every morning. He would talk to them, tell them jokes and make them smile. Cause that’s what he loved to do. They tell him that they were the best jokes. Because they were.

     My neighbors noticed that he wasn’t going to their house in the morning. He had fallen asleep and never woke up. My uncle Salvo had died. When we found out we were devastated we didn’t know what happened all we felt was sadness and despair. We try not to think about it anymore but it’s hard not to. I was only 4 years old. He taught me to feel confident and happy and never sad I’m still working on it but it will kick in at one point. He is the one that taught me to believe In myself and that’s how it will stay for the rest of my life.