These days my dad has been going out a lot with his friends, and my mom gets a little upset about it.

One Sunday, my dad went to a rock concert. Before he went, I helped my mom by doing all the house chores. I even boiled some eggs for us to eat when Dad came back. I wanted to go with him, but he said the concert was very long and I would get hungry. He said he would come back at 9 p.m. or maybe very late.

At home, my brother Pravin and I were studying. He fell asleep, but I was reading a poem. I told my mom we should wake him up, or he wouldn’t study at all. So I shook him hard, and he woke up. After one hour, we had dinner and then went to bed. That day was very funny and wild.

Another time, my dad went to a restaurant with his friends and came home very late again. I was sitting on my bed, reading my book and studying. When I checked the time, it was around 9 p.m. I memorized all the lessons my mom told me to learn. Since Christmas was coming, I also decorated my Christmas card. My mom and my brother were talking, and Dad came home very late that night, too.