Till We Meet

Again

My grandfather, such a
wonderful man
Always had faith in me, knew
that I can
Full of life, openly shared
Comforted my fear, when I was
scared
When I was little, you willingly
raised
Im here to say that I stand
amazed
You listened to me, whenever I
thought
Patience and love is what you
taught
My dear grandfather, I truly do
care

Youve always been, and will

forever be there
Id like to wish you only the best
With the greatest grandfather, I
have been blessed.

Kids come say your last goodbyes grandpa has to go.

All grandkids and their parents line up by the casket. Congregation begins to
sing a hymn.
Bye grandpa!
I love you grandpa.
Thank you grandpa, I wont forget you.
Bye Gwanpa. I wuv you.
Ill miss you grandpa. Watch over us.
God be with you till we meet again
Ofa Lahi Atu grandpa.
Ofa Lahi from Elder Pututau, dad.
Nela, its your turn they have to close it.
Till we meet, till we meet
I love you grandpa, I promise to take care of grandma. I promise.
Till we meet at Jesus feet
Slowly the casket is closed securely.
Bye grandpa. We love you.
Till we meet
Casket is carried to the funeral car followed by family.
God be with you till we meet again.

I couldnt fall asleep. My mind was thinking out loud and my heart was
beating fast. I couldnt comprehend the feelings I felt. I hear my sister
laughing in her room. Still I stare at the ceiling in my room. I look at my
IPad, its 11:50 pm. My sisters phone rings, it is my aunty. I hear crying and
weeping from my sister. I lie down still as a statue, lost. I sense my dads
footsteps coming closer to my sisters room.
We have to go to the hospital Dad, we have to go now!
I quickly am reminded of my grandma who has been in and out of the
hospital recently.
Kids hurry we have to go.
I lie down still confused until my sister barges into my room crying.
Its grandpa, Nela, hes passed on.
I couldnt express my emotions when I heard this news. Was this real? My
healthy grandpa dying? Was it grandma? My thoughts continually raced, as I
believed this mess was all a dream. I remember sitting in the car not a tear
had fallen. I sat in absolute silence all the way to the hospital. My heart sank
as I flashed back to priceless memories. And then we arrive at the emergency
room and I see him, tears rushing down my eyes. I walk up to him and grasp
his right hand.
Till meet again. Grandpa till we meet again.
It is not a dream, it was a reality.

In Loving Memory
Kaluseti Fanamaka Kinikini
1/30/1952 3/28/2015
A beloved grandfather, father, son, brother, cousin, and man who cherished
life as a gift. Kaluseti Fanamaka Kinikini, born January 30, 1952 to two
loving parents who brought him into this world. He lived a life full of
purpose striving to be the best. Kaluseti (Seti) loved his homeland of Tonga
and visited often to help build up his hometown of Uiha. He was a member of
the LDS church and was among the first of his family to immigrate to the
United States of America. Married to a beautiful Lady, Selemana Suliafu,
they had 6 children. He worked as a ramp worker for American Airlines, in
Texas, for over 25 years and retired in 2009. He then moved back to Utah
following his retirement to be closer to his family. He has 15 grandchildren
who all live in Utah. Grandpa Seti valued the service of others before himself
as he built relationships with other local faiths different from his own. He
instilled the importance of family and was loved by everyone he knew. He
taught patience and love through his sympathetic actions. On March 28, 2015
at 12:01am Kaluseti returned back to our Father in Heaven. He was such a
giving man and inspired many to serve others. Gone, but never forgotten, his
tender spirit will continue to be present through his family, friends and loved
ones. Ofa Lahi Atu. Till we meet again.

Dear Reader,

I want to first of all thank you for taking the time to read this special
experience Ive had that has impacted my life significantly. The topic I chose
is about my grandfather who just passed away in March of 2015. He was the
first person close to me that has died. When my grandfather passed away, I
couldnt believe it. It did not seem real. Then his funeral came and I cried and
mourned more than I have my entire life. Sometimes I just dont understand
how life works. Ive always heard stories and witnessed the passing of a
friends loved one, but when it happened to me I grew weak and confused. As
you read, I would like to encourage you to think of a loved one who may or
may not be here today. I want you to think of the memories and trials you
endured together, then imagine or reflect on how life would be without them.
I myself constantly am reminded of my dear grandfather who taught me
respect and responsibility. Without him here, I feel that it is my responsibility
to follow his footsteps and continue to live his legacy. My advice to anyone
reading this paper is to never take for granted the chances you get to serve, or
spend time with loved ones. You never know when that person will be gone,
so help and love that person to erase any regrets. Remember to give your best
to those you love, because life is unpredictable. Till we meet again Grandpa.

A life is not important except in the impact it has on other lives.

-Jackie Robinson

Sincerely,
Taniela B. Pututau

End Notes
Poem: I found a picture at my grandfathers house and it had a poem. I
decided to change the words and it worked out well. I was unaware that he
would soon be gone, so I read this piece at his funeral. It truly does illustrate
the man he was to me. I am forever grateful. (This is the only piece without
the repeating element because I did not include it in the original poem I
wrote.)
Prose: This piece is very special. It takes place when I first get the news of
my grandfathers passing. It means a lot, because it shows my emotion at the
time which was very neutral. I found it interesting that I hadnt reacted until it
was too late.
Dialogue: The setting of this is very unique. It takes place beside the casket
of my grandfather. All of my family is lined up saying their final goodbyes
while the congregation sings a well-known LDS hymn. It is a memory that I
will never forget.
Exposition: This piece was intended to inform the reader about my
grandfathers life. It explains his biography in the form of an obituary. This is
not the original obituary, it is something I wrote myself to honor him.
Unifying Element: The repeating element or repetend in my paper is the
phrase, Till we meet again. These four words were the last words I heard
before his casket was closed. These words have a personal significant value
to my beliefs and values.
Dear Reader: The purpose of this piece was to give personal advice the
reader. It also explains why I wrote about my grandfather. This piece was
intended directly to all readers.
3 images: These images are of my grandfather. He wears a tie because he was
church guy. And the other picture shows him in a big mat because it is
traditional Tongan clothing for cultural rituals.