Đ1. My name is the. and today is the third time I stood in front of people to tell a story. I still remember the first time I print stories is when I grade 1. When I contest contest stories in school. I began working on last rehearsal and in looking forward to the test date to be shining. But to date I left very nervous nervous nervous and when I heard the name I almost got the picture. The teacher encouraged me, I gradually the guts of his step slow and finally I stood between the stage. The tui's voice began to falter and Sung in my heart think so is finished how well being laughed at for. But don't expect an applause rang and encouragement inspire me. My eyes looked to the sea people are up for it, I saw the faces smiling and happiness of my parents that I'm so glad I rested himself has done a very great job is. And when I finished the story I received the gift of a teacher. A gift that I don't forget a gift for me a lot of motivation to go next step thanks a lot. And the second time I tell a story about Uncle HO when I grade 9 this time my mouth at least run more but my feet back flutter and I stand firmly. I started the story by voice full of emotional and exhausting his effort with "I hear fellow pitting does not" after saying it was an applause and giggling. And finish the story I became famous with just one sentence, I feel funny.And I realize that every time I try my best every time I do I will get the rewards don't doubt. And today is the third time I stood in front of people to tell a story but not a third time? Folks? Do you know why I say that not to do? It was the 3 I stood before everyone tells a story but this is the first time I told the story of his own story of his life. a question that I can tell you my own story is starring. My story began like many other stories. I am so lucky to be born in loves of MOM and Dad's protect warmth. And so I grew up in the love of his family. And one day I had to leave my parents. You know, when would it?That is when I attend preschool I keep crying pours up when leaving the arms of MOM and Dad's warm shoulder. The teacher kept me I keep crying and the parents keep away gradually. And the afternoon when parents arrived to pick me up. I cry tears of a young poet and nature of the reunion. And this feeling grows gradually as far I, the tears were also on some I feel far more gradual presentation of parents. And when I go to contest best MOM calling for three I carry I go but I am Jasmine said could go and I was Three I just shut up and nodded. And when I go to contest my mom keep calling all the time makes me angry angry I hate that feeling.Three I do not have a phone call for me. I feel that I can independently and independently. Thoughts that grew up in me, and what I will also come to argue my parents dissatisfied with his own family, I want to leave this House, I wish I was born in this House. I'm stepping out of that House but a hand a hand had grabbed my hand. Rough hands my drafts, hands were bringing me my mom said baby don't go. And at that point I felt not only a mother's hand that has a hand is grabbed me and the voice just rang in my head keep in silence and feel. Keep silent and feel. And then my heart felt and I don't go out if Pink Floyd again. But I blame my father why the three I don't want me to stay why just let me go and why says let it go if it wants to go and when you return. I feel hated father. You feel I'm a child wisdom? A child has no taste? Properly. Now I realize his own mistakes I realized I made a mistake a lot of so many with his parents. But I'm very fortunate that I realized his own mistake and now I can return to his family and says, the two loves.I thank thank AE to let me realize something worth his life's most precious. AE did I change
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