I am a 12 years old boy. Smart and handsome. I am proud of myself. Because I can get perfect scores in Chinese, Maths and English. It is not good enough. I am also proud of being an elder brother. That was a Friday evening, my baby brother was crying all the time. My parents were both cooking for dinner. I said to my mum, let me look after this little thing. My mum said," Are you sure you can?"" Yes, believe me I can." I answered. Then mum went to the kitchen. I went towards my baby brother." Oh baby, don't cry. I will sing a song for you…" I carried him and sang songs for him. After a while, he was asleep. I was so tired. My parents were happy and praised me a good boy. This was my first time to look after my baby brother and I feel proud of myself.
