сррооочноо твір моя родина англійська мова

My family - father, mother, brother, grandmother, grandfather - not just the most expensive and closest people to me. This small country dominated by its customs and rules. In our family, everyone has their duties, performs the job that he can. Head of the family - father. He is a doctor at the clinic. My mother does not work, caring little brother. In our family we always help each other. I always speak to parents for advice because they are my best friends. In the evening we gather at a large table and discuss all the events of the day, everyone expresses their opinion.I eagerly wait for the summer. In the summer we travel around with their parents to grandparents. I really want to talk about these extraordinary people.When grandparents settled in a quiet neighborhood of the village, near the house was a small abandoned city, for him - a wasteland covered with sagebrush. Agronomist by profession, naturalists by vocation, my grandmother could not look indifferently not. Wasted land. One autumn brought with it several forest shrubs viburnum, lilac garden obsadyla and nasiyala spring flowers. Grandpa made terraces, planted fruit and ornamental trees. But over the years, former wasteland into a real botanical garden. Most grandmother collected flower crops. Dyvovovyzhnoyi tulips beauty, lush dahlias, roses ... This fabulous beauty! Garden zahpoplyuyutsya villagers. There is no greater pleasure than to help the grandparents look after the garden. Outskirts of village completely changed. Now here each manor blaze flowers.My family taught me the main thing - to give happiness to people. My friends are amazed when I refuse their invitation to go for a walk. But I feel good and comfortable in my family. I believe that the family - is a world in which man lives on his first day to the last. No wonder they say: "To sort through the water though."