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Our family is not large. We are a family of four: my father, my mother, my younger brother and I. My name is Paul. I am eighteen. I am a student. My younger brother is ten. He is a pupil of the fifth form. He looks like our father. He has brown eyes and short straight hair. He is tall and thin. As for me everybody says I look like my mother. I have the same blue eyes, a snub nose and fair curly hair. I am not tall and I am not thin. Our family lives in Moscow. We have a nice three-roomed flat on the fourth floor of a multistoried building. We have all modern conveniences: running hot and cold water, telephone, central heating, rubbish chute. We have no gas range. My mother is about 40. She looks pretty. We all love dearly our Mum, and are always ready to help her about the house. We try to share our duties. Returning home after classes I usually do the shopping. My younger brother also has his duties about the house. He helps mother to set the table and wash the dishes. On Saturdays Dad joins us in our work about the house. He likes to make or repair something. He also likes to clean the flat with a vacuum-cleaner. I suppose it's his little hobby But speaking seriously his real hobby is taking photos. He can do it perfectly well. We have several family albums with the pictures taken by him. My father is an engineer in computers. He is an experienced engineer. We are very proud of him but there is one unpleasant thing with this: he is always busy and very often he works overtime. My mother is a doctor. She works in a hospital in our city. She likes her job. Our family is friendly. I like them all.