when my grandma got her green card in the US, after running from immigration for years, she realized she could finally see her kids (in Spain) again, drank a whole bottle of champagne, and passed out.
I was in the airport with my grandma and she can't walk around too well because she's a tad bit over weight and is in poor health. So, I'm walking fast to the escalator to make my flight and my grandma is sort of trailing behind me going "Maddie, waittttt" so we're both get on and just as it starts to go down she starts to fall. I was like "NOO" and caught her sorta, then she fell onto the stair to sit as it went down. What was funny was that she sorta jiggled and looked like a crazy lady.
I've got the mother of all grandmother stories right here: when my grandma was a young girl, she was part of this underground resistance force in occupied Poland, and she shot some Nazis with a machine gun.
She doesn't like to talk about it, though, so I don't have any more details than that.
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She doesn't like to talk about it, though, so I don't have any more details than that.
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