Personal Narrative: My First Job

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My first job is babysitting. I started to babysit my siblings when I was 14 years old. My parents knew I was responsible to babysit so before I turn 15 years old, I can babysit other kids. At 15 started to babysit my neighbors and kid that lived close to me. At 16 my parents made me a Facebook page for my babysitting job. My responsible are taking care of kids, helping them with their homework, only let them watch TV for 1:30, let them play outside, and make food for them if they were hungry. The best part of babysitting is that all kids are different when you first meet them. I had one kid I was babysitting and he never liked me and every time he sees me he told me he didn’t. The last day of me babysitting him was one of the saddest days of my life. …show more content…

Every time I send him something he said where ever I go next time his going to come with me. When I came back home when school was about to start and his parents told me that he is sick in the hospital and that it will be nice to go and see him. I got him a gift when I was in Palestine it was a Car that runs on your own voice and every time you tell it something the car does it for you. The next day I when to the hospital and I surprised him with the gift. I have never seen him smile like that before. The next month I when to the hospital to see him again and his parents told me that he is better and he want me to babysit him again this year. I only babysat him for less than 5 months and I loved like my little brother. In December his parents called me and told me that it was his birthday and that I couldn’t babysit

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