My Trip to Belgium

I want to tell you about my trip to Belgium so let’s start talking about my brother. My big brother flew on a ski trip when he was 12 years old. When my big sister was 11 she said: “It’s not fair that Reli went on a ski trip a year before his Bar-Mitsva and I am not going anywhere!”.

So, my parents told her that my mom will fly with her to Paris and we are going to call it ‘Pre Bat-Mitsva’.

After 3 years it was my turn and I decided to take my dad to Belgium.