I know everyone has lots of good neighbors and bad neighbors. I am lucky, most my neighbors are very nice. But I have good neighbors and bad neighbors. I very like my best neighbors Mr.Chan.
He is 45 years old, he is friendly and considerate man. He is a hard worker, especially so in the past when he had to make money to feed his family. Now his hardworking habit has paid off. He has established his own business and his family is in much better financial shape than ever before. He has a deep seated sense of honor and is trustworthy, industrious and tolerant and it is such virtues, I think, that win him respect and make him well established in society.
By contrast, my worst neighbors is Mrs.Wang she is a forties woman. She likes to shout her car, which greatly annoys us, also self righteous in everything and intolerant of any small faults of others. How others would feel is not what she cares. rich as she is, she is disliked by all her neighbors.
However. Mr.Wang is my worst neighbors, I do not any authority let she move. But I am glad I have such good neighbors Mr.Chan. he is my best neighbors.
In my life, I have a lot of friends, but they are not my best friends. My best friend is my high school student Sam. We know each other for a few years. I know his everything, and it is easy to have same topics to talk with him.
We are both 21 years old. He is tall and strong. He likes to eat fruits, he can eat two or more apples for one day. He is very straight and generous. We always help each other. He is a nice person and he has one talent. That is math, every math tests he can get A grade, I never see him use calculator, he always can came up with an answer to those difficult math questions. He like to play basketball and soccer. I like to play with him on the same team, because we never lose the game and I can learn a lot from him. We usually play together after school.
He is very funny and sometimes he tells me some interesting jokes but sometimes he set me up. His goal is to be a math teacher. Right now, we study at different schools but he is my best friend forever.
Sam is my best friend, I don’t want to lose my friend Sam.
It was January 6 2010 when I met this amazing person. she is special for me for a lot of reasons.
Her name is Sheily Hernandez but I call her La Bonita. She is 5’1 tall. She has a long brown hair. She is skinny. We men in the school. She was the only person in my class that always said hello to me. I love her personality. She is the kind of person who always laughs. She is funny. She makes a lot of jokes. We had a lot of things in common. She really loves study and I love it too. She likes dance. She always has a right thing to say when I am sad. She takes care of me when I was sick.
Las year she got married with a friend of mine. she loves him so much. she looks so pretty in her wedding dress. her party was amazing. she looks very happy. I’ll always support her in everything I can. I know if I be in the same position she would do the same for me.
Last week I received a phone call. it was her crying because my friend her husband had an accident. I felt horrible because I don’t have the right to do something for her husband. She works in a restaurant weekends afternoon. She need money to support her daughter and pay the hospital bill. She ask me to lend her money, I’d love to help her. yesterday after my class. I would go see her. she was sad and she couldn’t stop crying. But I know something I’ll be with her no matter what happens after her husband could wake up but we will stay together forever. I love my friend because when I need her she always be for me no matters how hard it was for her.
It is difficult to look someone you loved so much crying and trying to stand up for her or his baby. We will get through this situation together and God can help us, like he always do. I don everything for my friend and I know she would do the same for me if I’d be in this situation.
My Family and have been living in the United States for almost five years. At the first half year, we lived with my wife’s uncle in the city on Buena Park in Orange County. Later, we moved to the city of Monterey Park in Los Angeles County. We have now lived here for over four years, and we are very happy with our neighborhood.
My neighbors living at the left of our house are a couple of Italian. The husband named Martino is a very handsome man and his wife Lydia is a very nice smiling person. They don’t have children, and they moved to the US over 20 years. They bought the house 10 years ago. The Martino’s grow a lot of bamboos in their backyard. The beautiful bamboos attracted many birds, so I can hear the sweet songs singing by birds every morning.
The neighbors living at the opposite of our house are Mexican. Thee husband, I don’t remember his name, which is difficult to pronounce, is a strong man with bare. He drives a Mercedes Benz, so we always call him “Mr. Benz”. Their son Antony is in the same class with my son. My son often plays with Antony and they do homework to gather. The “Mr. Benz” family also has been living here for over 10 years.
The neighbors living at the right of our house are new immigrants from China. They just moved in a few months ago. They speak Mandarin and know very little English. We call the couple Mr. & Mrs. Bian. They have a child of four years old. My younger son is four and a half. I recommended the preschool which my son is attending to Mr. & Mrs. Bian. They felt good about that and let their son study in the preschool. We help them a lot in daily life as they are new comers to this country. We became good friends, and we often spend weekend together.
In general, I am feeling good I have all these nice neighbors. Having good neighborhood brings me more joy and happy in my life.
My brother and I have been living in Maywood California for almost four years. It is not long, but at the same time it isn’t a short period of time we moved into our new apartment. in this apartments on Maywood we had so many different cultures.
I remember once when my brother and I went outside when my brother and I went outside in the afternoon we were surprised. it was Friday on 57th ave in Maywood. There were a lot of Mexican people around. Most of them were dressed up in jeans, t-shirts and boots also some of them wore black hats. They were listening Corridos and drink tequila and beer, They like to listen to music like Banda, Norteno or Corridos. I call them because the way they wore PAISAS. That because in my country men that dressed like tat and listen to that kind of music are Rancheros.
Today one of my neighbors say HELLO!!! to me. He lived in a small house that house is beautiful it has a lot of fruit trees. He jus asked me if I would like to enjoy his daughter wedding. He told me that the next
Saturday his daughter would get married and he would like that my brother and I would join them to celebrate the most important event of their lives. He also told me that they would have Banda and Norteno for music. He knew that I love to be there because I always listened to that kind of music. He offer me a bottle of tequila if I would go to his daughter wedding.
I know I would have fun that’s why I said to him of course I’d be glad to be there with you celebrating the wedding of your only daughter.
I love Mexican parties because Mexican people usually had fun and treat everyone that he or she is part of their family.