Household chores are the things which I can’t avoid. Every day I make my bed, wash up the dishes, wipe the dust of the furniture and take out me rubbish. But I share my household chore with my brother. It is a great thing, to my mind. If I had no brother I have to clean up the flat on my own, but it is an awful thing. I don’t like to draw my mother in doing the house because she usually has to do a lot of other things like cooking, washing, ironing and mending and it is enough for her I think. It is also my duty to buy bread and milk every day. I usually go to the baker’s after my classes. I buy some white and brown bread, biscuits and cakes there. The shop is not far from our house and it doesn’t take me a lot of time to do everyday shopping. But as I am busy with my studies I have no time to do it constantly. My parents understand it and sometimes it’s my mother who buys bread. When my mother is ill or away from home my father do the cooking, the buying of food and the planning of meals, but I do the washing up and ironing.
