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| My grandparents werw born in Mexico City. They dead before I was born. It was sad not to know my dad's parents. The only grandparent I knew was my mother's mom. She was a really nice person a toll pretty women. My mom and dad met each other in 1960. They were born in Mexico. They got married one year after they met each other. We are eigth on the family. I have three sisters and two brothers, I'm the third one in my family. I have an older brother. When I was a child he likes to gime a bad time, he makes me cry, he never share his toys with me. He used to be a bad brother even with my younges brothers. My family and I immigrated to the US on March 1983. Three years after we came to the US my father died. That was sad for the family. My mother is still alive (Thanks god) she is 56 years old, she likes to get up early in the morning to prepare breakfast. After breakfast she cleans the kitchenand does her homework. Then, she goes for a walk around the block to relax. My favorite family memory as a child was. In March 1983. When, my mom and dad and my brothers and I came to the US. And started a new life, living all together. That was a big change of life. Now I'm married I have three sons their ages are ten, six and four years old. I'm having a new life as a father, learninghow to trade my sons and my wife. I'm having big experiences as a father; Let me tell you,being father is not easy. Kids needs a lot of time. You need to be away from friends or any thing takes time away from you children and your wife, if you want to have a good relationship. That's some thing about my family, my childhood and my family memories and my new life as a father. |
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