My Mom's Hometown

My mom comes from a province near Ho Chi Minh City, and she lived in a country side region of that province, so every summer or Vietnamese New Year, or Tet, I get to go out for a relaxing trip to my grandparents' house. The community my grandparents live is small like a village in a city, but not as big as HCMC, surrounded by trees and fields, apart from busy and noisy city. It's pretty close the border of Vietnam and Cambodia, about 20km. And to get to my grandparent's house, you have to through a red dirt road and if you watch closely at the trees on the roads, they're also red instead of green, because of the dirt.
When my mom was little, the people at that area and my grandparents are mostly farmers, they grew crops and raised pigs, their children, my mom and my uncles, also have to farm, they were still going to school, but now, all of my uncles are living in HCMC, included my mom, they're no longer farming. My grandparents also don't farm anymore, they only grow fruits in their little garden around the house. And people around there doesn't have any cleaning service like in HCMC, so whenever they have any garbage they just throw it around the house, and from a few days to a week, they'll burn it up.

Myself

Well, there's a lot about me that you don't know and I don't know where to start. But I'll just write down what's in my mind right now. First of all, I like your class, well also every other classes. I enjoy learning and going to school, because I think there are so much interesting things that I don't know so I always try my best to listen in class and always ask questions. But sometimes I don't like answering questions because i can't and i just don't feel like answering questions.