Jackson's Grandfather
By Jackson 

My Grandpa has told me many interesting and funny 
things about himself.  He often makes me laugh.  
I like when Grandpa teases me.  Thank you Grandpa 
for spending time with me. You are very special 
and I will love you always. Here is a picture of
my Grandpa when he was a baby.

My Grandpa was born in Winnipeg.  His name is 
Kasmer Martin.  My brother, Kasmer is named after
him.  My grandpa lives in British Columbia.  In 
British Columbia he owns a cabin.  Our motorbikes 
are at the cabin.  Our snowmobile is at the cabin.
The Similkamin River is next to the cabin. We make 
rafts at the cabin and then take them down the 
river for a ride.  My grandpa is old.  He is 74.
My grandpa is my mom's dad. My grandpa comes to 
the cabin when we do almost every time. My 
grandpa has a beautiful garden.  He loves to work 
in his yard. His backyard is cool and has 
interesting toys.  I know some secret places in 
his backyard and in his house. This year he had 14 
trees taken out of his yard.  His house is 
expensive. Inside Grandpa's house he has a loud 
cuckoo clock.  He brought it home from Germany. 
My Grandpa has a lot of things in his bedroom 
that look like real jewels.  Every Christmas my 
Grandpa gives us a hand-painted ornament.  They 
are very fragile and unique.  He says they are 
keepsakes to remember him by. Grandpa Kas is a 
good ski instructor at Manning Park.  He tells me 
how he teaches people to ski.  He also makes me a 
terrific, awesome, radical and sweet skier. He is 
a funny joker with a great sense of humor. 
He makes up jokes like "How do people cross 
the road?"

When Grandpa Kas was a child 
he played many tricks on his 
friends with his brother Joe. 
He was a real trickster!  One
time he and his brother, Joe 
tricked the spoiled child next
door. This rich child had a 
brand new bike with shiny 
chrome fenders.  Grandpa and 
Joe shared an old, dilapidated
bike without fenders.  They 
told the whiny neighbor boy 
that their bike had no fenders
to make it lighter.  IT WAS A 
RACE BIKE!  The neighbor boy 
would beg to ride the RACE 
BIKE.  But Grandpa Kas and Joe
would only let him ride it on
rainy, wet days.  
BOY, DID HE GET SOAKED!!!!!!

This was my Grandpa with his 
brother, Joe on their first 
communion. Grandpa Kas went to
Catholic School. The Nuns were
his teachers. He was 
left-handed. The nuns didn't 
think children should use 
their left hand to write. So,
they tied Grandpa's left hand 
behind his back.He had to use 
his right hand.It was 
difficult for grandpa to write. 
At school Grandpa's favorite 
subject was math. Grandpa had
chores. He didn't like the 
chore of weeding the 
vegetable garden, but he did 
it anyway. The saddest 
experience was when his mother
died. He was only 11. His dad 
got remarried. Joe and 
Grandpa's dad bought a house 
for them to live in and a 
housekeeper to look after 
them.  It was a sad time for 
grandpa and Joe.   

Grandpa ran away from his home when he was 14.He
joined the Merchant Marines during the war. He 
wasn't in any combat action. He sailed all over 
the world and saw how awful war is.Grandpa doesn't
enjoy being with lazy, sloppy people. He thinks 
people should always strive to reach new goals.

Grandpa gets great joy out of every day. He enjoys
life, people, hard work and just being alive.

Grandpa says life is too short to be upset or 
argue with people.  Count your blessings.  He 
says you can CHOOSE to be miserable or happy.  
It's up to you to decide whether you want to be 
happy or sad.  
There isn't really anything that makes him really
angry. He says life is too short to be angry.

Grandpa says that the one things he would do 
differently FOR SURE IS GET A GOOD EDUCATION.It 
is the key to a successful career and life.
I really love my Grandpa and he really loves 
me too.  I am very lucky to have such a wonderful
Grandpa.