A collection of children's stories about themselves and their family “Me and My Family”


For 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11 grades

The most precious thing we have is our family. She may be far from ideal, because she is not chosen, but still be our most valuable treasure.

So, parts of my treasure were mom and dad, as well as little Martin, our hamster. But recently our family has added one more person - my younger brother Simon. I always approach him with amazement and wild interest and we play for several hours, not noticing the time.

My mother works as a teacher, she loves children very much. The class is always crazy about her. Mom knows how to lure children into even the most boring lesson, she can joke and laugh with everyone, but at the same time she always keeps discipline under control. Looking at her, I can get along with Simon without any problems and understand without words why he is capricious.

Dad works as a builder and constructs huge buildings that take your breath away. I once visited him at a construction site. Then they put on a protective helmet and vest for my safety. I asked to go to the very top of the building and then I froze in amazement when I saw the beautiful view of our city from above. When I grow up, I want to be like my dad. He always supports us and protects us from problems, and also pampers us with treats, although his mother sometimes forbids him to do this.

From birth, Simon was restless and required constant supervision, and I helped my mother with this. Once he almost squeezed Martin in his hands when he wanted to play with him. It's good that I saw it in time. Now he has grown a little and it has become much more interesting for me to spend time with him playing with cars and construction sets.

A word about Martin, he appeared with us shortly before Simon. You should see how he runs around the house in a special ball for hamsters, sometimes we don’t have time to keep an eye on him. When he sleeps, he looks like a little fluffy ball.

Our family has an unspoken rule - we spend every Sunday together. This could be a walk somewhere around the city, or vice versa - outside the city, it could be a trip to the cinema together, or home gatherings with treats and board games. Also, the support of each family member in difficult times is obvious. Together we experience moments of joy and sadness for each of us.

But things are not always so rosy. Sometimes quarrels run between us, which are resolved only by good and sincere conversations, and then by the strongest hugs.

During this time, we learned not only to resolve conflicts, but also became closer to each other. We can talk about anything and will always stand up for each other. After all, family is the most expensive treasure that cannot be bought for any money in the world.

Criteria for a good essay

How do you know if your essay is good? There are certain criteria that differ for different levels of knowledge.

  • The main criterion for a good text written by a primary school student is that the child can easily read and understand his essay. It should be easy for a child to retell the essay. Therefore, sentences should be short and simple.
  • Secondary school students write more complex texts. Here you already need to pay attention to style. There should be no repeating designs. Instead of the verb to be, action verbs are more often used. Sentences should still be kept simple. The student should still understand and easily read his text.
  • Adult students write essays competently, using more complex words and structures. The information should be presented concisely, interestingly, and the author’s position should be felt in the text. The essay should be easy to read aloud and understand.

Writing essays in English helps to expand your vocabulary, practice already learned vocabulary, and eliminate the language barrier. We hope that with the tips and examples from this article it will be much easier for you to compose your own essay on family.

Big birch

N. M. Artyukhova

Mom stood in the kitchen with a towel on her shoulder, drying the last cup. Suddenly Gleb’s frightened face appeared at the window.

- Aunt Zina! Aunt Zina! - he shouted. - Your Alyoshka has gone crazy!

- Zinaida Lvovna! — Volodya looked out the other window. - Your Alyoshka climbed a big birch tree!

- After all, he can break loose! - Gleb continued in a tearful voice. - And it will break...

The cup slipped out of my mother’s hands and fell to the floor with a clatter.

- Shattered! - Gleb finished, looking with horror at the white shards.

Mom ran out onto the terrace and went to the gate:

- Where is he?

- Yes, here, on the birch tree!

Mom looked at the white trunk, at the place where it split in two. Alyosha was not there.

- Stupid jokes, guys! - she said and walked towards the house.

- No, we’re telling the truth! - Gleb shouted. - He is there, at the very top! Where the branches are!

Mom finally understood where to look. She saw Alyosha. She measured with her eyes the distance from its branch to the ground, and her face became almost as white as this smooth birch trunk.

- Crazy! - Gleb repeated.

- Shut up! - Mom said quietly and very sternly. - Both of you go home and sit there.

She approached the tree.

“Well, Alyosha,” she said, “are you doing well?”

Alyosha was surprised that his mother was not angry and spoke in such a calm, gentle voice.

“It’s good here,” he said. “But I’m very hot, mommy.”

“It’s nothing,” said mom, “sit down, rest a little and start going down.” Just don't rush. Little by little... Have you rested? - she asked after a minute.

- I rested.

- Well then, come down.

Alyosha, holding onto a branch, was looking for somewhere to put his foot. At this time, an unfamiliar fat summer resident appeared on the path. He heard voices, looked up and shouted fearfully and angrily:

“Where have you gone, you worthless boy!” Get down now!

Alyosha shuddered and, without calculating the movement, put his foot on a dry twig. The twig crunched and rustled down to my mother's feet.

“Not like that,” said mom. — Stand on the next branch.

Then she turned to the summer resident:

- Don't worry, please, he can climb trees very well. He's great for me!

The small, light figure of Alyosha slowly descended. It was easier to climb up. Alyosha is tired. But his mother stood below, giving him advice, speaking kind, encouraging words. The earth was getting closer and shrinking. Now neither the field beyond the ravine nor the factory chimney is visible. Alyosha reached the fork.

“Take a break,” said mom. - Well done! Well, now put your foot on this branch... No, not there, that one is dry, here, to the right... Well, well, don’t rush.

The ground was very close. Alyosha hung in his arms, stretched out and jumped onto the high stump from which he began his journey.

The fat, unfamiliar summer resident grinned, shook his head and said:

- Oh well! You will be a parachutist!

And mom grabbed her thin, tanned, scratched legs and shouted:

- Alyoshka, promise me that you will never, never climb so high again!

She quickly walked towards the house. Volodya and Gleb were standing on the terrace. Mom ran past them, through the garden, to the ravine. She sat down in the grass and covered her face with a scarf. Alyosha followed her, embarrassed and confused. He sat down next to her on the slope of a ravine, took her hands, stroked her hair and said:

- Well, mommy, well, calm down... I won’t be so high! Well, calm down!

It was the first time he saw his mother cry.

- Well, look what kind of guest we have! - Dad called me loudly, when I was still fumbling with sandals in the corridor, having come from the street.

About family

Family is the most important part of my life. Only in my family, at home, do I feel safe, I feel that I can trust all my secrets to close people and not worry about being judged. I think that trust and mutual understanding are the basis of any relationship, but in a family these qualities should always come first.

My family is very big. Mom, Dad, grandma, grandpa, older brother, sister and me. We are all friendly and rarely quarrel. I like to argue with my sister because she often thinks that she is smarter than me, but she is not. Mom scolds us for this, so we try not to upset her. My older brother recently joined the army. He sends us letters every month and calls us whenever possible. I miss him a lot. I hope when he returns we will spend more time together. My grandmother is the kindest woman in the world. She loves to sit on a bench near the house in the evenings; all the neighborhood children love her because she always treats them to candy. Grandpa likes to watch different competitions on TV. He used to be an athlete - he was involved in weightlifting. My parents work a lot, so we spend little time together on weekdays. Dad works as a mechanic, and mom is an accountant. But on weekends we often play board games together or go for a walk in the park.

There are traditions in our family. And I think that's very cool. Because this way we have a reason to get together as a family. For example, one of the traditions: before every New Year, we decorate a live Christmas tree together, which we also choose together at the market. I love this ritual because at such moments we fool around, laugh, and communicate a lot.

I like that our family has family council every evening. We get together for dinner and talk about our day. It’s not customary for us to hide anything from each other, so even if I get a bad grade, I talk about it at the council. They don't scold me. Parents believe that they need to help their child cope with difficulties, guide and advise. Therefore, we discuss together why I received a bad grade and how it can be corrected.

My family is the most precious thing I have. I would never want to have other parents or brothers and sisters. My parents are an example for me in everything. I would really like to build the same relationships in my family in the future, because only thanks to the support of all family members I feel confident, not afraid to make mistakes and ready for any difficulties in life. I know that my family will always help me not only with the right advice, but also with deeds.

How to write an essay on the topic “My Family”

There are some specific tips:

  1. First, you need to make a description of your own family, highlight the most important characteristics of each member, and also remember the best family moments. You can write about your family’s traditions and habits, your favorite ways to have a good time.
  2. It is necessary to reflect on family values, the qualities of a happy and ideal family and compare them with your own.
  3. Think about what brings the greatest pleasure in family communication, and why we love our relatives.
  4. Summarize based on your own thoughts. Draw a general conclusion about what family means in a person’s life.
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