Как правильно по- "в нашем городе есть поликлиники не только для взрослых и детей, но и для студентов" there are policlinics not only for adult and children but also for students in our town-корректно?

Твой текст переводиться так- есть поликлиники не только для детей и взрослых, а также для студентов в нашем городеправильно так-"in our city there are health centers are not just for adults and children, but also for students

My parents try to understand me always. however, closed relationship can't be perfect. in my family i have a few problems with my mum and dad. first ad all it's about keep my room straight, take off all my clothes. for me it's quit hard. and my mam all the way scolds me 'you are girl! you must do it, now! ' the second it's about the time, if be certain 10 o'clock i must back home, of course i try different ways to explain my dearest parents that's too early, i want to spend time with my friend, i'm really safe, and everything is all right. so there is no way to get more time to be outside. it's sad. sure, i know that parents just worry and take care about me. and everything what i talking about it's just nothing at all. i love my parents so much and really appreciate them. все: )

  when i cast back my mind to my childhood, i feel sad and fun at the same time. then the world was taken in a completely different way, quite another problems concerned me. some actions of that time now seem kind of strange. i remember how sour cream, cottage cheese, cheese cakes were a cause of my horror. grandmother often bought all these dairy products and nursed me in the mornings. granny started to particularize all benefits from them: helpfulness, delectable, bellyful. and i didn't want to eat, but every morning was at the same way: “eat this for your mother, eat it for your daddy”. and now what is it? none of my day goes by without milk or yoghurt. everything changes. an important place in my childhood took the construction of the huts, houses, castles. i was constantly criticized for dressing a cat into t-shirts. i remember when my mother had the hysterics when in summer i carried my pet on a sledge: our neighbours for a rather long time had been speaking about unpleasant sound of friction of iron sledge on the hot summer asphalt. after that the cat was given to my uncle in order to avoid my «torture» for the animal. so, childhood is over, only the pleasant memories of my follies and kindergarten friends have  remained. it was fine, but all good comes to an end sooner or later.