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  • Essay / Funny and happy, my life - 1406

    Funny and happy, this has been me since a boy, I devote myself only to studying and being happy, my school was thirty minutes from my house, I often walked with my cousins ​​Javier and David, my brother Danilo, Jennifer and Michael, my mother and my aunt, all morning and during my education, I was always one of the best in the class and I always had one of the best awards each year. My family was very close-knit, my cousins ​​and my brothers were like my friends, because I lived in a poor town, so there was a lot of delinquency, but fortunately I lived in comfort and my mother always gave me more than the necessary for life. I rarely left the house, my hobbies were video games and movies, but I also wanted to do more of that, I wanted to play soccer, go park, play with my few friends from school. So one time my cousin came up with the idea to go park after school and play it for thirty minutes, everything was fine until that moment, I tried to fall on my feet so that I was in the swing, but I dropped the swing from before, and I fell with my body and head down, for five pies, I only felt a strong blow to the forehead and I woke up and thought the blow was not serious, but when I touched my forehead, I touched a big bump, it was an inch long, and I thought: "Damn, my mother s 'don't care', and I didn't know what to do, my brothers and cousins ​​were laughing and worried and so was I, and my brother said 'ask for help'. From the small shops that were around the park, we went to a supermarket and the woman gave me ice cream in a bag, but I actually didn't think about the lump in my body. head, I thought the truth problem was when my mother saw me when I arrived home, since my mother was a serious...... middle of paper ......hing, and the day of my operation, I I was nervous, my father was with me and he supports me so as not to worry. After the operation I didn't feel my fingers and I was really worried, and I thought I lost them, I told my dad about it, and my dad was joking with me, the one day that I lie, after thirty minutes I can move my fingers again and I was happy. My return to school was great, because I passed all the classes and I didn't lose any classes, I had the cast for 2 more months, then I only had to regain the movement of my arm , I delayed two weeks to move my arm again and I came back with my life, being a boy who likes to be playful and studious, my my parents were happy on my part to have overcome this problem without any problem. The last time I came back last week to study, I got first place in my class and told my whole experience to my family and friends..