Monday, September 21, 2009

I remember...


I remember I lived in a small house. My grandma taught me how to be a good person. My grandma was my best teacher. When I was a child grandma always told me to respect other people. I remember my best gift from my grandma I was 11 years old . I waited for my birthday on the 22nd of January. I liked to play basketball and she knew I wanted a basketball ring but we didn’t have much money and my father was never with us. That day she told my uncle to put the basketball ring in front of the house, I remember how happy I was because we never received any gifts. I remember how happy I was and how happy my brother was because he played with me every day.

Hector

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