Accident

 There was an accident which I have seen two weeks ago. It happened along the road number 271 when I came back home from school with my friend. It was a serious one because there were not many accidents along this this road before. First of all, there were two motor which both of them carried two people. One motor was driving fast along the 271 road while another was trying to cross the road. Therefore, both of the motor were crashed , and the two motor were totally broken. Suddenly, people called the ambulance and police. After a while, an ambulance has arrived and took two victims to the hospital. There was many people on both sides of the road , than I went home with my friends. It was a shock for me to see a terrible accident like this.

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My Old Home

My old home is very different from where I live now. My old home was a house, but my new home is an apartment. My new apartment is more small than my old house, but the rooms are more large. Everyone in my family feels differently about this. My parents liked my old house because it was special, but I like the apartment because my room is more big. My brother don’t like apartment so much because they have to share room. My older brother is more independent my younger brother, and so have wants his own room. My apartment is also more close to the bus stop, so it is convenient than my old house, but it is also noisy. However I and my parent very happy when we live in a new house and I have happiness.

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Stories Of Nepal

My mother grew up in a creative and interesting family in Nepal. Her father was an astronomer who worked for the king of Nepal. Very often he would take her to work with him so she could look through a telescope and see the plants and stars. Then she would play in the planetarium until her older brother came to pink her up. On the walk home, her brother would tell her stories. Sometime he would point to someone on the street or standing  in a doorway and tell her that the stranger was a magician or a time traveler and begin a new story about the person. My grandmother was also interesting. She liked to paint portraits of children. She painted many beautiful portraits of my mother and her cat, although my mother said it was difficult to sit still. After my mother left Nepal, she studied computer programming Wisconsin. I love to remember my mother’s stories, and now I enjoy telling my own daughter about her grandmother’s life in Nepal.

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The coconut Tree

 When I was a boy and first learning about the world, I took a big risk. I was playing in the yard outside of my family’s house with my friends. It was a hot day, and we were resting in the shady side of our house. One of my friend dared me to climb the coconut tree in our yard. I looked at the tree. It was mature and very tall, but a little bit curved. I had seen men climbing these tree, and it looked easy, but I had never tried before. I wanted to show my courage, so I said I world. The tree was scratchy. but I found place for my feet and hands and soon I was near the top . But then the tree began to move in the breeze. Suddenly I fell. There was a great pain in my arm. My friend ran to tell my mother who took me to the hospital. I had a broken. I felt bad for a long time after that. And the worst part was broken. I felt bad to walk past the coconut tree and remember my foolish risk.

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Life in a New Place

 I am Khmer girl living in the U.S., and there are many adjustments that I must make. First of all, I must get used to a new kind of food and learning to eat a lot of hamburgers because they are not expensive and they are easy to buy. The people are different and I am learning to meet new foreign friends.
Pakistan is also an interesting country to visit. The weather requires another kind of adjustment. Some days, it is hot just an in my country, but on other days it is cold and this is very strange for me. I cam to the U.S. to study and I enjoy my class and my teachers. I am adjustment to the U.S. In many ways.but it is not a problem for me because I like to know about different place and people. I very miss my parent and my hometown.

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