My life living in the village.

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July 6, 2024

My life living in the village.

I grew up in a village in the northeastern region of Brazil. The village was very small, with only a few houses and a few hundred people. Living in a village has its ups and downs, just like any other place. We didn't have banks, hospitals, shopping centers, or places to go for recreation. We had two towns next to the village, each 14 km away, and we also had a city that was 35 km away from our village. My parents and I would go to one of the cities every Saturday to buy food, vegetables, and fruits. My father worked as a taxi driver, taking people from the village to the cities, so every time he came home he brought some snacks.

Living in a village can sometimes feel overwhelming because everyone knows everyone, and it's quite common for people to gossip about each other's lives. Most people there also have the same last name, so we were like a big family, some closer than others.

Although we didn't have many things in our village, at least we had a school with good teachers. The school was near my house; I could see it from the front of my house. I didn't have any favorite teachers or friends, but I had the ones I liked more. We also had a futsal pitch and I often went there with some friends to play. I didn't have any talent for soccer, on the contrary, I was bad at it, and it seemed that the more I played, the worse I got.

Living in a village also has its advantages, and one of my favorites was the peace of a quiet, peaceful life. We didn't have any traffic or events or anything else to disturb my sleep or reading time. Sometimes some people would have a party with loud speakers on cars, but since I lived on a more distant street, I didn't hear much of what was going on there. I was raised in a religious environment, and I avoided crowds that might go against what I followed.

Another good thing about living in a small place was that I had more contact with nature. People in the village had their own fields, and most of them planted corn, beans, or castor beans. There was also a large number of birds of many species. It was a simple life, but simple doesn't mean bad.

Over time, the village changed; more houses were built, roads were paved, and shops opened. Usually when our environment changes, people tend to change too, but I didn't change, and I don't think most of the people there did either.

My family still lives there, and I'm planning to move there with my wife. I miss my old life, and since my wife grew up in a small village, I'm sure she'll love it too. I left there in search of a better life, but only now have I realized that I already have one.

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I grew up in a village in the northeastern region of Brazil.

The village was very small, with only a few houses and a few hundred people.

Living in a village has its ups and downs, just like any other place.

We didn't have banks, hospitals, shopping centers, or places to go for recreation.

We had two towns next to the village, each 14 km away, and we also had a city that was 35 km away from our village.

My parents and I would go to one of the cities every Saturday to buy food, vegetables, and fruits.

My father worked as a taxi driver, taking people from the village to the cities, so every time he came home he brought some snacks.

Living in a village can sometimes feel overwhelming because everyone knows everyone, and it's quite common for people to gossip about each other's lives.

Most people there also have the same last name, so we were like a big family, some closer than others.

Although we didn't have many things in our village, at least we had a school with good teachers.

The school was near ~~my house;~~by, and I could see it from the front of my house.

I changed it to avoid using "my house" twice in the same sentence.

I didn't have any favorite teachers or friends, but I had the ones I liked more.

We also had a futsal pitch and I often went there with some friends to play.

I didn't have any talent for soccer~~, o~~. On the contrary, I was bad at it, and it seemed that the more I played, the worse I got.

Living in a village also has its advantages, and one of my favorites was the ~~peace of~~ability to have a quiet, peaceful life.

We didn't have any traffic or events or anything else to disturb my sleep or reading time.

Sometimes some people would have a party with loud speakers on cars, but since I lived on a more distant street, I didn't hear much of what was going on there.

I was raised in a religious environment, and I avoided crowds that might go against what I followed.

Another good thing about living in a small place was that I had more contact with nature.

People in the village had their own fields, and most of them planted corn, beans, or castor beans.

There was also a large number of birds of many species.

It was a simple life, but simple doesn't mean bad.

Over time, the village changed; more houses were built, roads were paved, and shops opened.

Usually when our environment changes, people tend to change too, but I didn't change, and I don't think most of the people there did either.

My family still lives there, and I'm planning to move there with my wife.

I miss my old life, and since my wife grew up in a small village, I'm sure she'll love it too.

I left there in search of a better life, but only now have I realized that I already have one.

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Great writing. I also grew up in a very small town and lived away from everyone. It has its pros and cons. Now I live in a larger city.

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