Hi simon and classmate. Today I am going to talk about of one members of my family, the member is My brother .

My brother called “carlos” but we the called “Mauro”, he have twenty-seven year old and is “ingenerio agronomo” (agronomist) he was to the university of Talca in the Maule region, in this moment he live in the south with my father and mother  in the house of Chimbarongo in Colchagua province, in the region of O’higgins, southern of Santiago like to two  hours of distance, but after of arrive to Chimbarongo there that go to thirty minute most from finally arrive to my home.

My brother is very angry is like an old, but also is very funny (sometime) we have a relation very good because we saw few time then no problem with he, but when I am in my house of holiday the relation not is very good, sometime is good or it’s simply bad very bad, the character of my brother always collides with my character and always fight by something, but the relation with my brother is so much best that before because before our fights was to hits in the face. Now is only love jajajaj.

My brother is agronomist y he job with my father cultivating the land, we have onions, corn and raspberry, is very good that the Mauro help my father because my dad is ill of heart then my dad can not to job much so the help of the Mauro is fundamental for the family.

Hi classmate, today I am going to talk about  “a present”

Is very hard to think in one present important for me, but I think that the present that most I liked most, was when my dad gave me a “foal” ( I called it’s “rayo”), that day I had so much happiness, because in this moment the present was incredible, it was better  than anything .

My foal was the most speedy than the other horses.

When I was ten years my dad gave me a “rayo” and I remember because was my first horse apart from that there “rayo” was beautiful, was black with a mark white in the head and also one legs  white, also I remember  because for all adventures that we lived. With “rayo” we lived so much adventure, like the day in the that a bull furious to run into we! But “rayo” was the horse most speedy of the world and we achieved to flee, also I remember the cavalcades in the river, in the woodland, the race with one of best friend “Julio Cesar”.

“Rayo” most that a present, most that a horse, most that a mascot, “Rayo” was a good friend, I know that I could to trust, we lived everything that I never go to forget.

The history with “rayo” finish when my dad to explain me that “los cuatreros” killed to seven animals enter they my horse “rayo”… never I go to forgive to the that killed to my horse.

I love RAYO