I grew up in a small village. I am the second child in my family. I have an elder sister. She is two years older than me.
I grew up in a small village. I am the second child in my family. I have an elder sister. She is two years older than me. Our house is on the main street of the village, so I always saw a lot of people in the street. There were farmers, fishermen, and merchants in the village.
My sister and I used to play with the children next-door. Their father is an elementary school teacher. Sometimes, when we played together in the house, we made so much noise that my mother wanted us to play outside, so we went to the seashore to look for crabs and clams, and pretty seashells, too. Also, we enjoyed running on the beach chasing each other. On breezy days, we used to enjoy flying kites on the beach.
When I look back on my early life in the village, I feel I had a happy childhood.
The street was not too busy, yet it was lively.
When we had guests, my sister and I are often reminded by mum to pay attention to our table manners.
Now we still keep in touch with each other by email now and then.