Olivia Wysong, 8th Grade, DeColores Montesori, and Tim Gade, Director of Gade Health Care Center
Memory Filled Shore, By Olivia Wysong
Runner-Up, Gade Health
Care Writing Contest, How a Senior Citizen Impacted my Life
Memory Filled Shore
By Olivia Wysong, 8th Grade
DeColores Montessori School
Tiring and out of breath I climbed to the top of the towering sand
dune. I holler back down to Grandpa who was only about half way up. I
leaped down to him and my feet sunk just enough to allow the fine sand
to creep around my toes. I grabbed his rough hand and used all my
weight to help him up. He pretended that I was strong enough to pull
him, and allowed himself to be drug to the top of the hill.
When we reached the climax of the dune we weaved down to Rose,
grandpa’s wife, who had decided to stay behind. We turned and faced
Kurstin, Ryan, and Erica were farther ahead with Dad. Ryan was taking
pictures of the lake, plants, and animals off to the right side of the
shore, and Kurstin and Erica were testing the water with their bare
I scooped the damp sand in my hands and formed a pile. Dad told me the
sand wouldn’t pack like at the beach. But I was persistent, and
eventually got the rocky sand to stay clumped together.
I grabbed a white feather from beside the water and stuck it in the top
of my lopsided castle. Ryan walked back towards us and I skipped
towards him. I excitedly yelled for him to come see my creation.
He looked at it in dissatisfaction and I frowned. He smiled and said.
“No, I was joking. I like it. In fact, let me get your picture with
it.” I faked a smile wondering if he really did like my sand castle.
Grandpa, noticing my uncertainty, told me if he were small enough he
would be thrilled to live in such a marvelous kingdom. Regaining my
confidence I stood right below Grandpa with a big cheesy smile directed
right at him.
He looked back down at me and said, “we had better get back to Rose. It
is getting late.” As we walked back to the hill we had come from, the
sun began to disappear as if being tucked into bed by a quilt of
clouds. I could feel the cool breeze swarm around us and hiss goodbye.
I attempted to whistle back but decided to stick with a simple wave
goodbye to the memory filled shore.
Ohio Theatre stage featured a large painting of the Ohio Statehouse as
a backdrop for the Inauguration of Governor John Kasich and Lt.
Governor Mary Taylor.