My village. Sad, boring, no place to go out and meet with friends. We would come out and sit on the bench that someone had made, spoke about our problems and about everything.
But this bench changed in one year. Now, we have a park in our village. It is made by the government and by the attorney of the village. We go there in the evenings and relax. It’s full with children in the evenings. I sit in the corner
and look at their happy faces.
We’re glad of this now that we’ve a place to relax.