ABOUT ME
Hello, my name is Beatriz,
but you can call me Bia, I am 13 years old ; I am short and thin, my hair is
light brown, shoulder length and straight, my eyes are also light brown. I am
friendly, outgoing and sympathetic, I am neither selfish nor angry. My family
is kind of big, I have a brother called Victor (21), a sister called Tati (20),
a lot of cousins, a grandmother called Dulce (75), both parents and a dog
called Billy (03).
I’m into surfing the net, listening
to, speacilly, One Direction and going out and I love eating, sleeping, talking
to my friends and finally listening to music. I can’t stand History class (
because it is the worst subject ever) and false people; but I don’t mind riding
a bike or taking my dog for a walk.
But I don’t do that for
living only, I have circus, jazz, swimming and volleyball classes, I am really
bad at volley so I think I have to practice a lot for it.
My favourite boyband is One
Direction, they are 4 english boys and 1 irish who I love very much and I don’t
really know if other people understand this love for guys that I’ve never met
and don’t know about my existence, but actually, that doesn’t really matter to
me.
At home, I don’t have to do
any housework ( only making my bed and taking my dor for a walk in weekends),
because my maid Megui ( 50) does everything to us.
I spend 25 hours at school a
week, 9 hours doing homework and 10 hours doing after school activities.
SHARING LIFE STORY
My uncle Sérgio was born in 1970, May 15th in São Paulo.
Since he got married he moved to Canada and now a days he has 3 sons and works
at a judo company.
He’s always been a
sportive man, specially in judo which he trains everyday since a long time,
also teaching his sons. During all these years he was just getting better and
better until one day he subscribed him self to the Olympic Games, in 2008. And
fourtunately he did it! He got invited to join it as a brazilian judo player (
even living in Canada). After training VERY much for the Olympics, he thought
he was ready to do it, but… one month before he goes there, he got sick, with
pneumonia.
When he discovered that he
couldn’t go there he got so mad , but continue trying to work for his dream and
after a lot of thoughts he decided going to the Olympics, even a little sick
yet. So, unfortunately he lost the first judo fight, but he wasn’t that sad,
because the important was that he got to the Olympics, and that meant very much
to him! To finish the story, in the last Olympics his son competed there but
also lost, at least he made his dad really proud!
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