My Uncle
A month ago, Uncle Aaron was injured in an accident He hurt his back and was confined to a wheelchair. As there was no one to look after him, my parents invited him to stay with us until he was better.
My mother and I cleared the spare room for Uncle Aaron. When he arrived, we showed him to his room. Uncle Aaron frowned when he went in. He did not like the colour of the bedsheets. He also wanted a writing table. I was very irritated. It was hard work cleaning up the room. I did not expect Uncle Aaron to be so fussy. We had to change the bedsheets and give Uncle Aaron a writing table from the study. However, that was not all. Uncle Aaron expected us to serve him his meals because he was in a wheelchair. He did not want to eat with us at the dining table. My mother had a hard time taking care of Uncle Aaron. He made her do everything for him.
My family and I could not wait for Uncle Aaron to get better. We were tired of taking care of him. We hoped he would recover soon.
