Where I'm from ... by Nick

Where I'm from ... by Nick 

Chiang Mai is the big city in the north of Thailand. There are about two million people living here and here is my birthplace and childhood  home. When I was a kid, I lived with my family and my home was outside the town. It looks like a beautiful place, there were a lot of trees, mountains, waterfalls and friendly people. We also had a dog name Bobby, she was a German shepherd but she wasn’t a good watchdog, she was kind to everyone. Every time I think of my home, I feel warm and happy.

Chiang Mai has 1,200 temples, the highest mountain in Thailand, an important river, waterfalls and hot spring also. We have our own traditional foods, northern food, and hundreds of coffee shops. When I was nineteen, the first year of university, I moved to downtown where the city is crowded with people, buildings, stores, restaurants, malls and cars. It sounds like a maze city but it is still unique and invites people come to visit.

My second house, because it closest to my campus, was pretty popular for friends. My friends and my sisters’ friends liked to come and have fun at my house after their classes. That sounds good, people talked around at the front- and backyard, someone played games in the living room, some days we helped each other cook for dinner and ate together and some days it smelled like someone burnt something in the kitchen.

 There were only three of us, me and my sisters, living in this town house. My older sister studied in master degree in political science. My younger sister still studied in pharmacy and I just graduated from pharmacy. We studied at Chiang Mai University. My parents were divorced. Mom moved to The United States of America. Dad still lived in the house outside the town and he came to visit us couple days a month. So, there are only three of kids here. Sounds fun.

It was great that we spent time with each other, my sisters and I. We never felt lonely because we talked to our mother everyday by chat and with our father by phone or sometimes he came to our house and stayed overnight. My sisters and I, we had many things in common-hobbies, educational background, favorite food, sport and so on. We usually baked something together on the weekend, last time was chocolate chip cookies. Family means too much, friends are too valuable and life is too short, make every single day your best day, happy with things you like to do and you’ll be the joyfully man.