The first grandparents to visit PC volunteers in Cape Verde: my granma and grandpa, Wendy and Jim Craig. They came with school supplies for my students, with maple syrup and chocolate chips for my sweet tooth and they left with friends, admirers and even more grandkids than they already have. With open invitations to visit their home in the land of the Wahoos, they filled this island with love – the special kind that only grandparents have to give. It still stands today, as a 23-year-old woman, my granma’s lap is my favorite place in the world.
Although their trip was over before I knew it, I showed them my world. I filled them with catchupa, fish, eel and even a few words of Kriolu. We shopped in the market, we visited my host family, we shared meals with volunteers and friends, we met students, and I even had time to introduce them to fish lady, the most popular person on the island ’round about 7:30pm.
People are amazed by my grandparents – their desire to do and see, their level of activity, both physically and mentally, and the amount of compassion that radiates from every action. They have the ability to make friends even when they don’t speak the language. My friends asked me – what’s the secret? How do they stay so young? Although I’m not sure, I do know I have the best grandparents in the world. I am sure of it. As my granma likes to say, XXOO.