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It was my experience, when I was still first
ketch. Back when I was a kid, I lived in the village along with the
grandfather, grandmother, and both my parents. I really love them, so do they.
Because once I was her only grandchild. I used to go to school yet, but I often
went to sekolahannya my grandfather, because my grandfather had been a
principal at an elementary school.
Every time my grandfather was teaching. I also followed lessons in the classroom. However, because I was a kid so I did not really notice. And in the new school year. I was scholl in my grandfather school. Every I went to school with my grandfather. But sometimes when my grandfather haved a meeting, I had to wait for my grandfather so a long time.
Every time my grandfather was teaching. I also followed lessons in the classroom. However, because I was a kid so I did not really notice. And in the new school year. I was scholl in my grandfather school. Every I went to school with my grandfather. But sometimes when my grandfather haved a meeting, I had to wait for my grandfather so a long time.
after I
entered the second grade. And at that time my grandfather had retired from his
position as head of the school. Until I was also moved from school, that school
was near from my house. Since I moved school. I came home and went to school
with my friend by a bicycle.
After school usually I sleept or I played with my
friends. The place were we like is a beach. Because that's where the place we
could dive into the water and could find snails and small fish. Pretty beach
near the village where we lived before.With all my friends I went to the beach.
One of my boy friends there who brought a fishing rod.We headed to the beach by
crossing the vast rice fields and fresh green grass.
Soon we had reached the shore. With no strings
attached we run and splashed in the distance to the beach. Under the hot sun
rather we jocked together, and be cascaded together-water spray. But one of my
boy friends who had brought fishing rod, he broke away toward the higher
ground. So he could fish. While most of us had a look at the bottom of the
water snail and some were looking for snails on the shore. Once we were
satisfied to play on the beach, we went home with wet clothes and hand-carry
some snails. While my boy friend that was carrying a plastic bag containing
small fish, although we didn’t get so many, but he was happy.
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