Thursday, 8 December 2016

My Father, an Anecdote

Hi blogger! 
Today I will explain to you one anecdote that happened to my father. It was when we arrived in Spain eleven years ago... 
My father found a job, as a nursing assistant. He had to go to Joanic, but my father didn’t know how to go by underground.

When he looked at a map of the underground, he took the wrong direction so he went to the other side. Suddenly, he called us and he said that he was lost. When we heard his voice, he was almost crying, and my brother and I decided to go and find him.

When we arrived, my father had his eyes red because he was scared.
Fátima R. G.
3rd ESO B

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