Grandma's Old Words

My grandma speaks an old dialect from her small village.

When she talks to her friends, I cannot understand a word.

She says many young people do not learn these old words anymore.

One day, she showed me a little notebook full of them.

"These words are like small birds," she said.

"If nobody sings them, they fly away." I decided to help her keep them safe.

Now we record her voice every Sunday, and I write the words down.

It is slow work, but Grandma smiles a lot.

Her old words are not lost, and I am learning them, too.