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My Pace of Life
Eighteen years ago, I was born in Bangkok where my parents met and got married. At the age of two, I attended kindergarten, sooner than any other student due to my parents’ jobs. Then, I attended grade 1 to 6 at Santa Cruz Convent School and grade 7 to 9 at Satriwattaya School. When I was younger, my parents always took me to the park every weekend. We had a very good time, playing badminton, picnicking and singing together. Both of my parents liked traveling. When the holidays came, we usually went to the sea, lying on the beach and swimming. I was nervous every time I swam. So, my parent bought me a swimming course. It was so much fun when I was able to swim. Not only my mother was a business woman, she was also my first teacher. Before I went to bed, she sometimes read me bed time stories. I liked her stories very much and I also liked to fall asleep in her arms. When I get older, I tried to read by myself. The first book my mother gave me as a present was ‘A little prince’. I was very excited. Although it took me a long time, I finally finished reading it. Then, I became a bibliophile. Getting good grade and having passion in English inspired me to take further studying in the field of language. My name is Kulthama and my nickname is Kul. I am the only child, raised by my parents who are quite kind and flexible. Nevertheless, there are some rules that I have to follow. The more trust you receive from parents, the more respect you display. I am, now, studying at Triam Udom Suksa which is the best-known school in Thailand, in grade 12. During my life at Triam Udom, not only do I study hard but I also participate in many extracurricular activities such as sport’s day, the speech contest, Thai shell quiz, the charity, to name but a few to develop my skills. I have acquired many good things from these non-academic activities. For instance, I learn to deal with many kinds of people, work as a team, be responsible for everything I do. Furthermore,

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