I´ve been on differents holidays, with family or fiends, i
can´t choose only one, so i whrite about the most beautiful memory that i’d
have on my holidays.
I remember when i was 6 years old, and i visited to my mom´s
family, they didn´t live on the city and i traveled with my family, my dad,
mom, sister and pet, go to my pet because on there vacation it was for a very long time, like for 3 weeks.
We stay in my grandmother's house, a very big place, it was
like a farm, she had differents animals like, chickens, pigs and cows, i
remember when she was feed them and i went with her, i was very scared for the
chickens, because she had the food and the animals followed her, with wild
eyes.
Always when we go here, my uncles and aunts kill some animal
to eat and celebrate the brothers and sisters reunion, but i always saw the
poor animals when they killed them, it were very freak situations.
I really liked this holidays because i learned things for
farm life and belive that it’s interesting and sometimes it is very hard.