Anthony Liu Week#10: Polygot
As my grandfather has recently been transferred to an assisted living center due to his health conditions, my father and I have taken the duty of clearing out his apartment before terminating the lease. Being blind, my grandfather has accumulated quite the amounts of equal parts necessary and unnecessary items, making the trips to throw away trash seem more like my daily cardio than throwing away a stack of papers. Yet, it was among those stacks of papers that I discovered a new side of my grandfather. While I’m not particularly close to him, I’ve still known him for my entire life and consequently know a fair amount about him. I knew that he was a studious man, having worked all his life to become a pharmaceutical scientist. It seemed amazing to me that my blind grandfather, even at his ripe age of 90, could rattle off medicines’ names and their descriptions with just a feel of the prescription bottle, while I struggled to even pronounce the label that was printed so clearly in front ...