Responding to the poem Heritage

From my mother, I got brown eyes and dark hair,
like a lot of people from Western Norway.
Also the importance of the family supporting each other.

From my father, I got the pleasure of making things myself.
When he was young he sewed a tent, and he was the one who
mended zips and buttons.
He travelled all over Norway, and he visited most countries around
the Mediterranian. - I travelled around the world.
He also taught me about the stars and planets. - When nights grow
dark in the autumn I greet them like old friends. When I see Sirius
I know he is with me.

My grandmothers were wonderful persons in every aspect.
Grandfathers were more distant, like old men were in those days.
But I am a teacher, like one of them.