Geniune Happiness

We all come from a background of educated people who can speak english even in their sleep, who can score easily more than 8 pts in there IELTS... i was just wondering how would it be if no one in your family knows to speak english and your the one who's starting to learn the language and adding to it you live in a village where your grandparents are peasants and they have never dreamed of hearing this language...

My quest was fulfilled when i saw a family like that, one evening when my mom and my self were chatting with our workers, one lady had brought her grand son along with her to collect her weekly wages. Well the small boy was all excited bec his grand mom had told him that she would get him crackers from that money, so i could read the excitement in his face. He was telling some silly reason or the other to make his grand mom move from the house for she had got her wages.
Just to divert his excitement my mom made a attempt of speaking with him in english asking the first question about his younger brother, he was too quick in replying back in english for his mind was fully immersed in visualizing him bursting the crackers. His grand mom was happy to see his grand son speak in english, she asked my mom to question him more in english so that she wanted to see him speak. My mom started speaking with him in english just asking him simple questions like in what class he was studying, who his teacher was, what was his favourite subject, etc he was answering all the questions properly until my mom asked him the next question about crackers he smiled a long smile and started his mantra again telling his grand mom lets leave....

but in the other side i saw his grand mom in her the child anxiously waiting, like a kid waiting for its candy. Asking my mom to speak in english with her grand son, and asking her if he was speaking properly or has he to improve. A thousand questions rumbling thro her mouth. I could see the same excitement that her grand son's eyes in imagining him bursting the crackers, actually even more in her eyes. The twinkle in her old wrinkled eyes, danced. After long pestering of her grand son she got up, she told that she was leaving she walked up a few pace and she turned back and looked at my mom and asked "Will my grand son speak like you????"