My Grandmothers Stories - Pt. 1
Cecelia Y. Rodriguez Algueseva ❤The Heart and Soul of Our Familia❤ My abuela was one of a kind. Her love was eternal and everlasting. Her smile could brighten up even the most darkest of clouds. Her voice was unmistakable. She could feed an entire army and still crank out more food. She was a never-ceasing whirlwind of kindness. She was 67 when she departed from this realm but the many memories of her still remain. One of my most fondest memories of when my grandmother talked about her tales. The ones I'm about to share all teach a moral life lesson, or an afterlife lesson😉 The names of the characters are different, but the story's are still mostly the same. Hope everyone enjoys. The Boy Who Ate the Food of the Dead ***Illustration above is NOT mine*** ~Once there was a boy named Robert. He lived a life that every young man dreamed of. However, all the money in the world ...