Metaphor- For the most part, grandpa was a nice man who liked best of all to…

For the most part, grandpa was a nice man who liked best of all to throw parties. He was old but he loved to party and get down. He was happy that he was going to have a party. He was looking forward to throwing one just for him self. He hated when other people would throw the party for him. Thins year he had the best on his mind. He wanted dances that are the stage and blue on the walls the color of the sky. When he herd that he was able to spend all the money he wanted, it reminded him when he was sixteen again. He loves the idea of having a Lou out. He thoughts why not go all Hawaiian I will love it and so will everyone else. When he went shopping for all the stuff he had wanted to put in the party he thought why not go out and buy him one bid birthday outfit. He thought that he could be inspiring with Shakespeare. When he was done he had put everything away until the party but he was forgetting one thing, the invitations that need to be hand out to everyone that he invites to his party. He had just got in and now he has to go back out to g the invitations. When he got to the store their were no more of the Hawaiian theme of the party. When he found them at a different store he was happy. So he had put them in the mail and it got to everyone on time. Then it was the day of the party, he had help but he could blow up the balloons it would talk too much out of him. He was done and the party was going on. Everyone got their they loved the theme and everyone had fun including him. I think that this was the best party for him he was happy till the morning light.