my important first

The first time that I went to the farm, was I was 5 years old. I  went with all my family because it were the baptism of my little brother. I felt very happy  because in the farm, my dad gave  to me my first  couch hammock  which I put in big tree of the farm to play with my brother and cousins .

This happened in 1996 and the farm was localized in the Santander so they traveled all over the country in car and I knew very new things that I did not expect to know that like village, church, site and river but in middle of  travel the car in the went to the road was damage in middle of the night. when this happened I felled very scared because I could  see something. However, my mom cares me and I felt better.

My travel of the farm was the best travel that I did in my life because I felt and knew new experiences that until this time I didn’t know.