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Minggu, 07 Januari 2018

Tell About My Family Live

 Tell About My Family Live


            For me, family is something that is very precious and nothing can replace. Family is the place where I get warmth and affection. The family is a place where we once share happy and sorrows.

I was the first child of two brother. My name is Andika Panji Perkasa. I was born in Batam on 3 April 1999. I lived with my family since birth until graduate vocational high school. My family consists of four people they are my father, mother, and brother.

My father is a disclipried, diligent person, and likes cleanliness he always teaches me and my brother to remember time, not to waste our time, and always keep clean. He is a friendly person, like to help other, often makes other smile and entertain. My father worked a private employee and served  as manager at one of PT. He always invites us to go to vocation every weekend.

            My mom is a PNS teacher in one of the primary schools. She was the smartest teacher in mathematics. She is different from some teachers, teaching in the way she has in its own way to make  his students receive leassons in the spirit like holding a quiz and give him gift. She perfomed his job as a teacher and don’t forget his duty a mother, I think  my mother  is also the best chep. She always  cooks delicious food for us however, sometimes she is very fussy but I realizes that it was all for our own good.

            My brother named Andi. He is a brother who is very spoiled. Sometimes he is annoying and often makes me angry. And we often fight. Even though, Iam very fond of her. He is still study at Senior High School grade 3rd.
            Then after I graduated from vocational high school, I went to college. And I want to study independently and away from my parents. Then I told both parents to stay with grandmother and lecture there precisely in tegal city, central java. And now I live with my grandmother and lecture here.
My grandmother lives alone at home, but not for now because there is already me who accompanied her. My grandmother was a fussy and talkative person, and hard to explain. Sometimes his words irritate me, because she likes to conclude his own opinions, without knowing the truth. But I still be patient and not angry, because I think he lived in a different year with me, so do not understand. But actually she is a good person and sometimes she is also attention. And I've considered it a family, and like parents.