Examples of using "Neto" in a sentence and their english translations:
How old is your grandson?
Tom has a grandson.
Holding your grandchild or child
My grandson cries very loud.
Romulus was the grandson of Numitor.
I'm Tom's grandson.
My grandson loves playing video games.
My grandson is still a baby.
Tom is Mary's grandson.
Today's my grandson's birthday.
His grandchild lives in the Netherlands.
My grandson has a white kitten.
He is the grandson of Alp Er Tunga
Tom made some toys for his grandson.
The old man is always accompanied by his grandson.
This boy is my grandson's son and my son's grandson. He is, therefore, my great-grandson.
He's my daughter's son. He's my grandson.
This was a good school for my grandson.
Tom and Mary have one grandson and three granddaughters.
My grandson is seven years old. I love him very much.
When I go to see my grandson, I always give him something.
My grandson loves the story of Snow White.
My grandson's toys are spread all around the house.
You are not the one, Face also shares photos of the grandson
Hussein, the grandson of Prophet Mohammad, was martyred in Karbala in the year 680.
Maybe my grandchild will be the first person to set foot on Mars.
My grandson has a kitten. The kitten has white and black fur and greenish eyes. My grandson loves playing with it. He named it Vivi. Vivi is beautiful. It is our pet.
My Brazilian grandson and his Russian wife live in Brazil. They have a son and a daughter – my great-grandchildren.
And the women said to Noemi: Blessed be the Lord, who hath not suffered thy family to want a successor: that his name should be preserved in Israel.
Strange news we hear: A Trojan Greeks obey, / Helenus, master of the spouse and sway / of Pyrrhus, and Andromache once more / has yielded to a Trojan lord.
"Now, now," he cries, "no tarrying; wheresoe'er / ye point the path, I follow and am there. / Gods of my fathers! O preserve to-day / my home, preserve my grandchild; for your care / is Troy, and yours this omen. I obey; / lead on, my son, I yield and follow on thy way."
An old man told his grandson, "My son, there is a battle between two wolves inside us all. One is evil. It is anger, jealousy, greed, resentment, inferiority, lies and ego. The other is good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, humility, kindness, empathy and truth." The boy thought about it and asked, "Grandfather, which wolf wins?" The old man quietly replied, "The one you feed."
"O son of Tydeus, bravest of the race, / why could not I have perished, too, that day / beneath thine arm, and breathed this soul away / far on the plains of Troy, where Hector brave / lay, pierced by fierce AEacide, where lay / giant Sarpedon, and swift Simois' wave / rolls heroes, helms and shields, whelmed in one watery grave?"