Fix name : Mirtanina Sisyelin Bawekes
I was born on Sunday, July 10th 1988 when my parents attended the youth camp event in my village. My father told me that there were so many people witnessed the birth.
I lived with my family in a small village called Sonsilo in West Likupang, North Minahasa, North Celebes. My village is located on the waterfront. That’s why, me and friends usually played on the beach.
I studied at an elementary school called SD negeri Sonsilo. I spent about ten minutes to go to elementary school on foot.
I went to school on foot. When I was in Junior High school I need an hour to go to school because the distance from my house to school about two kilometers. I feel very tired but my friends made me happy. I lived in school dormitory when I was in high school. I just spent about five minutes to go to school.
Yes, I was a good child when I was a student. I got first rank in elementary and junior high school. I did task and homework well. I did not dare to disobey the teachers and the school’s rules.
There was a special moment when I was ten. I have a good friend. She was my next-door neighbor. After school, we usually made fried bananas as snacks to our evening vent. She also taught me how to play guitar. We did it in my flowers’ garden.
My parents usually take me at church. We were rarely went to some place for having fun. My parents are too busy with their job and their affairs with the church community. I usually followed them went to church at Sunday Service, Happy Wednesday event, Choir practice, and another worship activities . I went to church three to five times a week.
I did help my parents just a bit of their work. They rarely asked me to help them. They were helped by assistances to do their job.
I was a sad kid at home. I had a very discipline father. My daily activities were learning, went to church, sleeping twice a day, eating, and fifteen minutes for watching TV. I rarely go out with friends. But sometimes my kindly friends came to my house to take me out. They asked for my parents’ permissions first.
When my parents got angry with me, I came to my bedroom and cried alone. I did not dare to came out to talk with them even to apologized to them if I got wrong.
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