Hello, I'm Duy - Duy Trung. I was born in a small neighborhood of America. My father was
an African people, to distant countries to study cosmetic business, coincidentally in the same profession, the mother met
me. She was a woman full of personality and aesthetic beauty. Since then two people are together, married and born
me. I was born in a multitude of gold love mom and dad, full of caring. Every day
my parents always taught me the necessity to go to school and the birth. My 8 year old, I started to
get parents to attend, though somewhat discrimination at school because I am an African American, skin
blackish. But no matter how, I decided not to hear or care what anyone says about me and
my family. I try to study hard. Because the family was difficult, my father must do more
much hard work, the company delivered to the carrier, and then do some more dark about vocational
work to augment the family income. My mother opened a small grocery store, trade in the neighborhood I
live in. After a few years, my parents decided to take me to los santos city living. At this point, all
things are foreign to my whole family, from culture to eat at are talking strange. The whole family
takes me a long time to be able to integrate with life and filled with the loud dynamic appeal
of this city. us to live in a small house, bought from an old woman, old woman now has to live
with sons at home to sell cheaper for us. The house is located in the rodeo road quite near downtown los santos. My parents enrolled in a secondary school near the city center, every day I go to school by bus because the school is near. My father is trying to find work in factories and more companies are cargo, because it is also my father's main job in the old city. My mother, then get a job at the diner. Life is so hard to know the whole family striving for the future. Nobody complained propelled fate, and whether this is a good life. And then over the years was in college, I passed on the national medical school, regardless loving concern for me to place to place education of parents. I immediately reported this to the parents, they rejoiced and embraced me, makes me happy to tears. Everyone was happy happy. I was in college was the second year, they or their parents believe in their homeland in a car accident and died, heard the news I immediately lost soul like permission funeral home worry for parents. It is life nothing is perfect. Though sad and unhappy with friends chan age, but I still have to continue to work to help your doctor learn the sick poor. After 6 years of academic practice, I graduated and continue working at the hospital in his hometown of los santos. A life but is stable financially, but spiritually lonely, without family, life is not straight as I thought. Time passed my life continues to happen ,,,
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