My Autobiography

by Angela Cheng @ 11, July 10, 2006

In a hospital full of people seeking medical care, a soon to be mother was struggling to give a birth to a little baby girl named Angela Cheng. Struggling for what seemed to be a million years, I finally pop out like an over-sized cork. I breathed my first breath as I cried hysterically when the doctor slapped me, a new life had just begun.

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I was born on Jan. 25th 1995 2:40 am in Shanghai, China. I lived in China for 6 years and came to Canada when I was 6 years old. Before I came to Canada, the most funny thing I did was when my Mon and Dad recorded my crying and then played it to me. I used to think that someone was actually crying, so I tried to find that “person” under the desks and chairs, but I never found that “person”. After a while, I got smarter and I stopped looking for that “person”.

I am Chinese so I have black/dark brown hair and small dark brown eyes. I also have a really flat nose and sometimes my parents tease me about it. I hate it when they do that. My personalities are always changing, sometimes I am quiet and sometimes I am very talkative. I am usually talkative when I talk to a person I know, but if I don’t know them, I am usually quiet.

A lot of things happened to me in the last 11 years of my life, but the three most important ones would be that I am finally better than my friends at something (flute). I can play the flute pretty well and they just started. I went to my first camping trip at July 1st 2006 to Sunshine Coast. Last, but not least, when I made my first friend here in Canada.

There are a lot of other things about me, such as my hobbies/what I like, what I dislike and my family. My hobbies/what I like to do are:

Playing sports such as basket-ball
Watching television
Going on the computer and
Reading novels.

The things that I dislike are:

Clams, Oysters and anything else that has a shell except crabs and lobsters.
Asparagus
People who are mean to me and
People who do violent things.

My family contains a lot of people, but the only ones that are in Canada are my Mom, Dad and myself. There is a lot more things I could write about myself, but if I kept on going on you would most likely tear the page up and walk away!