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Grandma's 90th Birthday

Grandma is 90 years old. Her life is so full of stories that if we put them in writing, it would be a very big book. When she was young, she ran away from a wealthy family and joined the Chinese Communist Party and its army. She fought for over a decade for the liberty of her country. During those years she married a man who she loved. They shared the same values and had four children together. He was wounded in the war, and died in 1950s, after a long struggle. Grandma brought up her four children alone, and never remarried. She has a very strong character, stronger than most men. She devoted her whole life to her beliefs as a Communist. Even at the age of 90, she is still studying and taking part in Party meetings. She was a successful leader in her field, and a wonderful mother. Now, her family is getting bigger with many grandchildren and even great-grandchildren, and we owe everything to her. She is now not only the center of this family, but the spiritual guide and support for us all. This gallery is dedicated to her. Thank you, grandma. We all love you!
The day before the party-- Grandma trying out her new outfit. Grandma's four children arranging tomorrow's birthday party. The day of the party: relatives and friends who can't make it, call with their greetings. At the party with old colleagues.
Grandma happily welcomes a good friend, while her grandson catches the day on video. Grandma is surrounded by family and friends. She has always been at the center of our lives. Grandma sits alone, thinking of a friend who is ill, and cannot be with her. Everyone has gone -- except Grandma.