Grandma
A beautiful memory of you, grandma
You have come to stay with us for the holiday
My brothers are watching wrestling
You’re with us, sitting on the long sofa…
In your traditional robe, I think your gele is down
All of a sudden…
“Stop them! Don’t let them kill themselves,
Stop them! Stop them!”
You are on the edge of your seat now
Your hands flailing forward…
Towards the TV
“Stop them!...will they not kill themselves…”
My brothers are trying to get a word out…
“We can’t, it’s on TV, it’s not happening now…we can’t stop it”
You are quiet for a while now.
Then…
“Aaahha!
With a jolt up the chair, your hands pointing forward…
“Is this not too much…”
“…they will kill themselves…”
“Stop them!”
“Stop them before they kill themse…”
Head thrown back… I am laughing… "My grandma is definitely at home" 
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