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    Grandma
    Grandma
    Grandma
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    Grandma

    By Amanda Bybee

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    This time Amelia's family has moved from California to the middle of Canada, after losing Grandma Lorraine. Her Grandma was Amelia’s confidante, who she misses very much. She was always there for her when Amelia was teased in school for having pinkish eyes, with too pale hair and skin.

    Besides her new pet, Amelia does manage to make a human friend named Monica, who Amelia’s sister introduces her to. In class they have an assignment to interview a senior citizen. Amelia helps Monica with her assignment, and when she finally interviews a senior of her own, she gains a good friend and a drama coach, Bea Fenton.

    But it is another interview with Bea and Amelia that gains international exposure. The Newcastles' opinionated Nana, in England, hears the interview, recognizes Beatrice from long ago, and considers matters with her ‘poor dears’ in Stratford. Just about the same time as the owner of ‘Grandma,’ the pooch, turns up, to make matters worse.

    This is the first of the GRANDMA series. Grandgirl. is coming to all participating retailers soon.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAmanda Bybee
    Release dateApr 20, 2014
    ISBN9781310010330
    Grandma
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    Amanda Bybee

    I am a special educator who has worked with the blind for nearly ten years, also having a visual impairment. Intent on writing stories with a message about very capable, other-abled people, who accomplish the unexpected, I feel the public can learn a lot about themselves and others by reading about the many obstacles that individuals with visual impairments overcome daily. My writing emphasis for the last year has been on young adult fiction.I also have a B.A. in Creative Writing from San Francisco State University and I am a native San Franciscan now residing in Oakland.

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      Grandma - Amanda Bybee

      Grandma

      Amanda Bybee

      Smashwords Edition

      Copyright 2014 Amanda Bybee

      Cover Art: Robert Jarrell

      All-rights-reserved

      This is a work of fiction. All characters, names, businesses, places, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events, is purely coincidental.

      This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase it, or if it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to your favorite ebook retailer and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

      Table of Contents

      Dedication

      Chapter 1

      Chapter 2

      Chapter 3

      Chapter 4

      Chapter 5

      Chapter 6

      Chapter 7

      Chapter 8

      Chapter 9

      Chapter 10

      Chapter 11

      Chapter 12

      Chapter 13

      Chapter 14

      Chapter 15

      Chapter 16

      Chapter 17

      Chapter 18

      Chapter 19

      Chapter 20

      About Amanda Bybee

      Connect with Amanda Bybee

      Coming soon to all retailers

      Preview - Grandgirl

      Dedication

      This book is dedicated to my Grandma Bybee, who was a grade school teacher for over thirty years. She was my mentor and close friend, whose strength and commitment to family was second to none. I love you Grandma!

      Chapter 1

      As if it wasn’t bad enough with fourteen years of growing up being called the Albino, now I learn that I have ADD, which stands for Attention Deficit Disorder. This means that I have a problem focusing my attention, and keeping other people’s attention.

      It doesn’t mean that she’s not intelligent, the school’s Psych said, quite the opposite. So it is another reason besides having white hair all over like an old lady, bad eyes, and a low tolerance for the sun that has kept me from making friends in my new school. Apart from me being overweight and under confident.

      I think I am the only one I know of in my class who has a disability. Usually I’m the only one who has a visual impairment. Albinism, it’s called that I have. But now, the West Maple School’s Psychologist just confirmed that I also have an Attention Deficit Disorder that causes me to have more problems.

      My name is Amelia, despite my Grandma’s attempts to convince my parents to come up with something else. She said the name sounded like an old woman wearing a bonnet and traveling across the prairie in a covered wagon. Amelia actually means hard worker. She’ll be named for Amelia Earhart, said my Mom, for the first lady to fly solo across the world. Attempted to fly. She disappeared and was never found! Now my Mom tries to make me feel better by saying that I’m just like everyone else, even though I know I get distracted easily, and look old with my poufy white hair, white lashes, and squinty pinkish eyes. If someone doesn’t want to be your friend, it’s their problem. They are just missing out on a V.I.P. That stands for Very Important Person. But I know it also stands for Visually Impaired Person. And that’s me. A V.I.P. with A.D.D.

      Another acronym I know is L.O.L. And I don’t mean Laugh Out Loud. Natalie, at my new school, calls me Little Old Lady- which is just mean - when I walk past her and her friends. Anyway, my best friend was the kindest person I ever knew and she was a little old lady. She was my Grandma Lorraine, My Mom’s Mother. She’ll always be my Grandma, but she died last summer from lung cancer. And now she’s gone and I can never see her again. At least, not as I knew and loved her. But maybe she will come back as something else. And I can be with her again. I just hope I’ll know it’s her when she returns.

      We’ve moved eighteen times so far in my life. Four more than each year I’ve been alive. That includes moving from apartments, to family friend’s houses, to our three houses we owned, traded in, and lost. Both my parents are realtors. They sell houses. There were some bad years for buying and selling houses, which caused all of this packing up and leaving. In just the last three years we moved to England, where my Dad, Evan Newcastle, is originally from. We moved three times in one year and came back to California in the middle of the school year to stay back at Grandma’s in Sacramento, my birthplace. Then to another place there where my parents were property managers, until we moved back in to Grandma’s, and then to Canada – the city of Stratford, in the province of Ontario - where we are now and we’d better stay put. Here we’ve already moved twice this school year.

      I just hope Grandma knows to find us in Canada. It’s no wonder I have a hard time keeping my attention on one thing. I always have to start over meeting new friends and getting used to new teachers, who have to get used to me. English words are even spelled differently here than they are in the United States and some are even spelled different than in England, where many words they used I never heard of. They like to add the letter u here. Favorite color is favourite colour. And French is on every label, as Spanish often is, back in the States. In England they called things differently, like boot was the trunk of a car, and bonnet was the hood. Tire was spelled tyre, Tired was never spelled with a y. Oops, I missed that one, when I actually thought I knew more English than anyone. Oh yeah, and, I need a magnifier to read most anything, or I have to bring the words up really close to my face in order to make them out.

      At every school I’ve had to have a special teacher to make sure I either get my print enlarged. Because of Albinism, I can’t read regular print. I can’t just dye my hair darker and get glasses. I don’t have enough pigment or colour tones in my eyes and skin, so I have to be extra careful when exposed to the sun, that I don’t get burned. I have a hard time seeing a lot of detail, especially with too much glare. Bright sunlight not only hurts my eyes, it blinds me. I have to wear sunglasses nearly every time I go out because my eyes are extra sensitive too with so little colour they sometimes appear pink with amber. My Grandma once described them as the same shade as dusk. Your eyes are dusky rose, she said. She also used to say I was meant to see the world through rose-coloured lenses. That means that I am optimistic.

      Sometimes I haven’t been assigned to a special teacher yet, or no one has had any time to photocopy my worksheets in

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