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Grandpa's Exercising Machine
I can perfectly remember the time in my life, when I frequently visited my grandparents’ house. We would go several times a week, and very often we even stayed the night to sleep. On the cozy room where my sisters and I slept, was Grandpa’s exercising machine. It looked very big and complex, something only an adult could use (I thought), standing tall besides a white wall, two beds, and his favorite wooden bookshelf. While this machine was quiet at night, the next morning it would be roaring with the sound of Grandpa using it. He was indeed a man that really loved and enjoyed exercise, because he knew all of its benefits, since he was a Doctor. He used it every single day, whether he was sick, tired, or at least not that inspired. Grandpa would work a lot, from sunrise till sunset, but never missed the opportunity to do exercise in his machine. It was a possession that would always be part of his daily routine. I remember watching him, as he did his workout, and at the same time thinking that I wanted to be like him when I grew older. I also liked to play secretly on the machine, pretending to be getting stronger, pretending to be like him. Of course, I never used it correctly, since I was just a child, but it still was fun to use. I even think that, secretly, my cousins and sisters enjoyed it the same way as well. Even though lots has happened since those times, even though I don’t visit my grandparents’ house as often, and even though one of the first heroes I met, my Grandpa “Abuelito Rodrigo” is not here anymore, his exercising machine still remains, in the very same room it has always been. The room is not as lively as it used to be, and the roar of the machine has disappeared completely from the house. Some people may think that it seems depressive, but to me, entering that (now dark) room and seeing his exercise machine can only bring back happy memories from my childhood with him that I am extremely fond of. To me, his exercise machine represents him. It represents how consistent, hard working, and persevering he was. It represents the healthy lifestyle that he had, and it also represents how much his absence can be noticed around the house. I love every ah living being yeah forever and
