From childhood until now, I always dreamed of growing up to become a traffic police soldier and maybe because of that, the image of the traffic police uncle is always in my mind.
Every day I see the policeman in the yellow suit next to his hip, always wearing an iron baton standing at the crossroads next to his house. He looked very young, almost three years old. His skin tanned because of the hot, hot summer days still stands here to do the task. Although his work was very hard, whether in the hot weather or in the cold winter days, he still tried to fulfill his task. His hand held the iron baton, constantly giving signs to control the means of transport that could move as quickly and safely as possible. When I first saw the traffic police uncle, it must be not only me but everyone was frightened by his stern and stern face, but I have witnessed him with gentle eyes and warm smiles. pressure gently guide an old man across the road. However, he is also very strict when dealing with violators. If anyone on the road is speeding, reckless, not wearing a helmet, ... he will deal immediately with appropriate measures to warn those violators to learn so they can learn from experience and make it right. traffic rules in the next visit. Uncle has contributed a great part of his strength to protect, keep safe and peace for the homeland of the country.
Becoming a police officer will always be my dream, I will try to study hard to realize that dream.
