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jack

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Please Grammatical errors in the first draft.Thank you.

We belonged to the the family of the Delgados.One of the oldest families having deep routed vendettas.I knew pretty much about my grandfather that I could write a book.He was a man of great passion ,valour and discipline.He had spent the major part of his life in the british army fighting with the red indians or infiltrating enemys lines.He had played a major role in the Second world war saving the life of his ten senors putting his own neck to the risk as he blew up the entire arsenal storage.It was for his meritorios services that British government awarded him a prize money of 600,000 $ .Grandfather always had a will of building a mansion sort of house so soon after the war he decided to build it.The construction started in a hilly location and rumours were that it was built on centuries old burial ground .It took nearly nine years to build the sort of house grandfather desired and he named it "The Delgado Manor".The house which during the construction process swallowed. Fifteen workers who went missing one by one.However the layman just liked to believe the gossip that those were mere accidents.It was late in his thirties that he married to Francis ,my grandmother.She was an army nurse with an astounding beauty and skill.He happened to come across her when he himself was brutally injured and all that time he spent in the hospital he couldnot resist Francis charm of treating her patients..He soon afterwards proposed to marry her.Atfirst Francis was a bit reluctant that she didnot match what so called 'SPLENDIDNESS' of the grandfathers and he deserved someone far better but on constant urges and frequent visits from the grandfather she consented readily.They went to live in that mansion after getting married.Days passed by and they had a son,John Delgado,my father.
 
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