Question

vreau o compunere despre cel mai bun lucru care mi s.a intamplat vreodata. (si in engleza daca se poate)
Va rog daca se poate repede

Answer 1

And sometimes sit and remember how you go home through primary school with backpack difficult issues in Romanian: start dialing given dialing finally gave dialing plan and [the horror] free compositions. For a man who now writes as breathing is hard to understand that there was a time when I hated passionately free essays. Go, go, go with those first given me land there as 2-3 paragraphs and out anything but free essays ( "How I spent my holiday", "Autumn", "job - gold bracelet" "Who has the book gets" and others) - I felt like climbing the walls.

I could never do a thing which I did not understand (and accept) point. Therefore free essays bored me: I'd rather talk. And non-delivery on time is associated with poor grades (I still have an aversion to 7, I was always the nasty note. Although the 12 years I had the entire range, including 1 for blow. But all seven I remained the most obnoxious). So it would be better to say that I terrorized pardalnicele free compositions. So mom made them. Or at least I had started and I, by the skin of one's teeth, they continue. In primary school, writing it seemed a chore. In middle school I was doing pretty well in compositions; May started to read and otherwise binding written words are chained easier and we always had in mind Mary June, as she wrote pages and pages and pages of story contest of literature in Volume 2.

It's time for school, it's autumn, it's cold. Time Petrosin odor, light yellow class, the noisier breaks. A falling leaves. A chestnut. A backpack that I forgot yesterday a senvis smells sour (happens to me so often that it is one of the most powerful olfactory memories of school). A large dining table where we were doing homework.