My Sister

        Jiffy is my elder sister. She is pretty and skinny. She works in a hair salon over six years. She is a good sister, and I am lucky that I have her to be my sister.

        Jiffy is a modest person. She humbles to every person. One day, her boss hired an apprentice. Other veterans who worked in salon were so haughty. They ignored and taught nothing to the apprentice. My sister was also a veteran, but she taught the apprentice everything modestly. The apprentice was grateful for her, and she said, “You could ask me for any help even though I am not helpful.” She is a hard person too. Nowadays, she always does the research after work to keep learning and exploring some new technique for her job, so she is always late to have three meals. That is why she is skinny.

        My sister is a responsible person. Our family was not affluent, and my father was the only one man who brought home bacon. Unfortunately, my father lost his job two years before, and he could not find another job. In that period, my sister did two more part-time jobs except her routine job to keep balance of our family’s expenditure. One year later, my sister ended two part-time jobs after my father got the now jobs, and she also ended her toilsomeness.

        My sister also has kindness and patience. Once I was so sad because I quarreled with my girlfriend. Then I talked to my sister, and she spent a whole night to accompany with me even though she had to work next morning. I was so immature that time. My sister gave me some advises to go through the vexation. As time passes, I like to bother my sister if I have problems because she always helps me out patiently.

        My sister is a modest and hard person. In addition, she is responsible to our family, and she has kindness and patience. Therefore, I proudly have a great sister.