My Hero

My hero is my grandfather, Federic. He is the father of my father. He’s eighty-four years old. He’s tall and thin. He’s ears are big but he doesn’t hear well. He has grey short hair. He has glasses. He is hard-working, generous, friendly and impatient.

He likes a lot of bread with tomato and he doesn’t like spaghettis and pizza.

His challenge is live the life and his solution is never do anything. He work all of days in his house, he made furniture to his house and for my family’s house.

He’s my hero because when I was little my grandfather was between life and death because he smoked and when he was ill complicated his state. He survives to the operation and then he stop smoke. He fought a lot and now he is here.