WRITE A STORY

Last Sunday, after a boring and ripetitive morning that I had spend doing homework,

I went to my grandma'shouse. There I had lunch, I ate a lot and all food was

delicious. My grandma indeed had been working for fourtyyears (if I'm not mistaken)

like a cook in a nursery. In reality she has still been working. In fact every Sundaymy

family, my uncle, my aunt, my cousins and I have lunch at my grandma's house. We

are always ten people,we barely stay all sit around the table, we call us "The big

family". We are very connected. Since I was a baby I have always been spending my

time with my cousins, their names are Mara and Raffaella. They are like sisters for me

and I for them. I have also a brother, his name is Leonardo. I’m the youngest of cousins, Mara is twenty-one, Leonardo is twenty and

Raffaella is eighteen. During the lunch we discussed about the restaurant where we were going to have lunch to celebrate my

grandma’s birthday. Every topic is a good way to start a discussion, often this take us a lot of fun because we change argument without

realize that. But sometimes this cause some dispute. In that context it was create a funny situation because my grandma, being an

excellent cook, burst immediately into laughter at the sight of the photo of the restaurant that represent an egg. After that we spend

our afternoon together, we had dinner and we went home.