About me

I'm an extremely patient person that enjoys teaching science. Other of my passions are game development, playing drums and swimming. As the youngest member of my family I've learned from my parents, brother and sister how to be grateful with my life. If you have to oportunity to meet me you would know that I'm always looking forward to improving. I consider myself ambitious and honest.

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