I am sitting at the dinning room table at my Grandma's house in England. Everyone is there. All around me there is laughter. However I can't take my eyes off them. They are staring at me. Just looking at them strikes fear into my heart. They are my ancestors........
In almost every family there is something that has been past down from generation to generation. Well my family has many of these things but the ones that everyone says are the most important or as I like to think of them (the scariest) are the one the only, the family portraits. There are four paintings of my ancestors in my family, two were painted in 1750 and the other two were painted in 1825. So you may be wondering what the big deal is I mean ancestors aren't that scary but trust me you need to see them to understand.
So who are these people?? Well I just called my Grandma and according to her one set is of Reverend Adam Lorymer and his wife. The other two are Mr. and Mrs. Davis. Both of them lived in Wales (the country beside England) not the thing that swims in the ocean.
My Grandma has always had enough room in her house to keep the portraits, but now that she has moved she can't keep them. Apparently they have to stay in the family, and guess who are the lucky people who get to keep them- my parents and I! While I am writing this all four of them are probably halfway across the Atlantic!! I know we're so lucky! Why do we get to keep them? Because we have the biggest house. I mean they could have gone to my cousin, he is officially the only person in my family who has ever said that they were cool. Okay, okay, he was eight at the time, but he definitely said it.
I know I've gone on about how terrible they are, but I mean no matter how creepy they look, they're family. When you think about it, if we didn't have ancestors then we wouldn't be alive. It is because of Reverend and Mrs Lorymer and Mr. and Mrs Davis that I am here and writing this. So I guess it's not that bad having them move in with us, maybe over time I will appreciate them for what they are. I may even start to like them (I'm not making any promises)
Life Lesson: Family will always be important no matter what they look like.