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01.06.2004

I was born in the capital. My city is very pretty, very green and old. I really like my city. I am a construction engineer, just like my parents and my grandparents.


I would like to visit the whole world and learn many languages. As the saying goes: "You know many lang...

01.06.2004

Grandmother, you who has been by my side since I was little, the one who  kept my first drawings from school, you have cooked favorite dishes for me all those years. You came to me at midnight when I called you. You covered me with a blanket when the cold was sneaking...

01.06.2004

In my opinion, there is no more painful loss than the loss of a loved one.


My mother was a graceful, strong, resilient woman who took care of my thirteen brothers and sisters, of my father's five wives and the latter also. Never complained. I had a very strong and spec...

01.06.2004

I don ́t know, how I could bear beeing beaten by my classmate for an entire year. And untill now I have no idea, why he did that anyway. I was eight years old and every morning I woke up and went to school in sadness and with fear because I was sure to meet this boy th...

01.06.2004

I was in the Iran-Iraqian war. It was obligatory to go. After two years, I had many different wounds on my body, and each of these wounds has a memory, but a bad memory, like the loss of my friends, who were with me in the battle. Now I feel bad and sad for all the peo...

01.06.2004

In this world it is very difficult to build up a friendship and to keep it if a long distance separates you from your friend. Azoline is my best friend. We had a good time together when I was in Morocco. He is a nice guy, ready to help you, who knows his limits and the...

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