My family
I have already written a bit about my family. My sister goes to college in Boston, and she is 21 years old and speaks Spanish. She traveled to Chile last year for a semester and studied how Chilean schools teach about Pinochet. She is graduating this coming June. When I visit my future college for a week in April, I will also visit her, which I am looking forward to. I only see her once every few months, so I am very happy to have this chance to meet her.
My parents are named Joan and Michael. Both of them are lawyers. In fact, much of my family are lawyers; my uncle is one, my grandfather was one before he retired, and I think my sister will be one some day. No, we do not discuss lawsuits at the dinner table. Or at least, not usually… 
My mom is from Los Angeles, and my dad is from Illinois. I see my mom’s family much more often than I see my dad’s family. Partly this is because Illinois is much farther away, but also my father’s side of the family is a little weird. Most of my mom’s family is located in California, near where I live. I have two cousins that live nearby, one of whom is my age. I also have some cousins in Nebraska, where my uncle teaches agronomy (if you don’t know that word, don’t feel bad - about 99% of Americans don’t either).
