My uncle is a bus driver. He goes to work at a quarter to six in the morning. Every day he is very busy and gets home very late. Sometimes he comes back at about 12 at night. He likes helping other bus drivers do more work. He is the first driver to come to the bus station, and the last one to leave.
My uncle has a son. He and I are in the same class. He is taller than me. He says he loves his father and wants to be a bus driver like his father. But his mother wants him to be a scientist and wants him to study hard like his two sisters.
