During the three days, my host family gave me various experiences. For example, we went to church on Sunday, the Easter party, a bistro restaurant and a bicycle shop which is my host father owns. Every place was my first place. At each place, I could meet many people and talk with them. I enjoyed all these experiences very much. However, most precious memory of my home stay was to spend much time with my host family at their house. We always played with two sisters. They liked to fold origami and to play with balloons made of paper. They were high-spirited children, so sometimes I was overpowered with their energy. Then, after dinner every evening, I talked with my host parents about each of their families, customs, dreams and so on. When I talked about my dream, my host mother gave me a piece of advice. It was another point of view from my own idea. I felt I could understand what I want to do in the future.
My host family is my ideal family. My host father cooks dinner every day, and my host sister sets the dishes on the table every meal. She is only 7 years old. Each of the family members has their own job, and they live happily and friendly. They announced to us their favorite songs and dances. It made me happy too. I thought I want to have a family such as my host family. When two host sisters gave me a hug good-by, I felt like crying. We promised to meet each other again. I can’t wait for meeting them again.
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