Entry # 3 Carol 2

The guests laughed their tears out as they heard the story. Carol has a vast repertoire of similar stories, where he invents a total nonsense, but he gives a large amount f details and puts on a serious face, which makes people sometimes buy his stories.
My maternal grandfather, Carol, is a retired psychiatrist. He worked at a psychiatric hospital in Baltimore where he treated teenage criminals. He loves imitating how one of his patients spoke. He was named Ronald, and was a black American about nineteen years old. “Hey Doc, I wanna (want to) go to my houw (house).” Carol would then answer, “Soon baby, soon” with his eyes closed and an evil grin in his face.
During the days of the week, when his friends are working, he has nothing to do. There are no activities that he considers as fun and, therefore, he gets tremendously bored during afternoons.
Carol wakes up at five in the morning, goes to the TV room, and watches “TVEspañola”, a Spanish TV channel. That is his favorite channel. It is the only channel he watches. I have no idea what is it that makes “TVEspañola” his favorite channel. He always watches the same shows, the same news, over and over again.
At six in the morning, he stands up off his rocking chair, goes down the stairs to eat breakfast. When he is done, he sits at the garage, at a rocking chair, and reads the newspaper. He does not like bad news and normally, he chooses not to read them. What he does like, is reading a section called “Sociales”. In that section, the newspaper shows different social events that have occurred during the week, for example, a wedding, a birthday party, a graduation party, a baptism party, a first communion, etc. The way the newspaper, “El Universal”, shows this section is that they show lots of pictures from the social events. My grandfather calls that section “The Comic Strips”. He sits staring at the pictures, recognizing known friends, or family members attending different parties. He watches the pictures, studying everyone’s faces; meanwhile, an enormous grin appears in his face. Carol thinks how people smile for pictures at those events as amazingly comical.
It would definitely be a curse me to appear on those “Comic Strips” since Carol would mock me until he gets tired of it. He would start asking questions about how was the event like and then, with his creative evil mind, he will make up stories about things I did at the event. He will normally ask about the women that attended the event, and ask about any fights or discussions that might have occurred. Then he’d say that I caused a gigantic fight and picked up a huge brick and throw it at someone, and he would imitate the way the women at the party screamed and yelled in fear. I would laugh at how creative and detailed his stories were. Someone, other than a family member, would easily believe his story.