THIS STORY IS ABOUT ME COMING TO AMERICA.

 

 

 

I WAS BORN IN IRAQ, IN THE LAND BETWEEN THE TIGRIS AND EPHRAT RIVERS. MY FAMILY WERE POOR WITH JUST ENOUGH MONEY TO BUY FOOD FOR THEIR LIVING. WE WERE CONSTANTLY RAIDED BY SADDAM HUSSEIN'S TROOPS AND AIRPLANES IN THE AIR. IN MY VILLAGE IRAQIE TROOPS SEARCHED THE HOUSES FOR MEN TO TAKE TO WAR AND FOR MEN THAT WERE NEED BY THE GOVERMENT. AT NIGHT WE WOULD CLOSE ALL LIGHTS BECAUSE WE FEARED THAT A BOMB MIGHT DROP ON OUR HOUSE, WE CURL BESIDE CABINETS FOR SAFTEY AND WOULD HAVE A LOW LAMP TO SEE IF ANYONE WAS OKEY. IN MY COUNTRY I DID NOT GO TO SCHOOL OR HAVE AN EDUCATION. MY SIBLINGS AND I WOULD PLAY NEAR THE HOUSE NOT GOING ANY FURTHER BECAUSE WE DID NOT TRUST PEOPLE IN THEIR, YES SADDAM TURNED VILLAGERS AGAINST EACH OTHER, HE SET FEAR IN EVERYONES HEART AND SOUL. MY FATHER IN HIS YOUNGER YEARS WAS A SOLDIER, BUT WHEN WAR AGAINST AMERICA CAME HE FLED THE ARMY NOT WANTING TO HAVE SUCH A WAR. IT WAS NOT FEAR THAT MADE HIM RUN AWAY, HE RAN AWAY BECAUSE HE DID NOT LIKE WAR WITH AMERICA. AT THE TIME SADDAM HUSSIEN'S ARMY WAS THROWING TOXIC GAS AND SO MY MOTHER AND FATHER GOT INFECTED WITH THIS TOXIC WASTE. THE IRAQIE TROOPS CAME LOOKING FOR MY FATHER IN OUR VILLAGE AND THEY SLEW MY FATHER'S COUSIN FOR NOT INFORMING HIS HIDE AWAY. WE FLED TO IRAN, IT WAS HARD AND LONG, NOT ENOUGH FOOD, WATER, OR SHELTER. OTHER FAMILIES FLED TOO SO WE WERE CONSTANTLY RAIDED BY THE IRAQIE PLANES. IT WAS A HARD LIFE BUT WE EXCEPTED IT. WE ARRIVED AT THE IRANIAN BORDER AND WERE SAVED BY OUR RELATIVES THERE. I LIVED THERE FOR TWO YEARS, AND WAS NOW AT THE AGE OF NINE YEARS. I WAS INOSCENT AND DID NOT UNDERSTAND ALL THAT WAS GOING ON, AND SO I WAS THINKING "WHY DOES GOD HAVE TO BE SO CRUEL TO ME," "WHY AM I THE ONLY PERSON IN THIS WORLD WHO IS LIKE THIS," AND AS MANY OF US KNOW, WHEN YOU ARE YOUNG YOU ARE SLEF-CENTERED AND SO WAS I. AT NIGHT I WOULD CRY AND SOB, FOR NOT HAVING A NORMAL LIFE LIKE ANY OTHER KID, BUT WHAT I DID NOT KNOW IS THAT EVERY OTHER KID HAD LED A LIFE LIKE MINE. MY FATHER WORKED HARD TO GIVE US A GOOD EDUCATION AND HIS GOAL WAS AMERICA. ON THE DAY WE HAD TO LEAVE IRAN, MY FAMILY AND I SAID OUR GOOD BYES AND LEFT TO SYRIA. IT WAS NORMAL THERE, ALTHOUGH I STILL DID NOT GO TO SCHOOL I STILL LIKED IT. AT THE AGE OF TEN I BEGAIN WORKING WITH MY BROTHER TO PAY OFF OUR HOUSES RENT AND BILLS. IT WAS A SUCCEFULL BUSSIENESS WE LED, WE MADE FRIENDS AND HAD A GREAT LIFE. AFTER TWO YEARS MY FATHER TOLD US THAT IT WAS TIME WE MIGRATED TO AMERICA. MY MOTHER WAS SO HAPPY SHE WAS CRYING, MY SIBLINGS AND I WERE JUMPING UP AND DOWN SCREAMING IN JOY, BUT WE REMEMBERED OUR FRIENDS IN SYRIA AND BECAME SAD THAT WE HAD TO LEAVE THEM BEHIND. MY FAMILY AND I ARRIVED AT THE SYRIAN AIRPORTS AND FROM THERE WE FLEW TO AMERICA. WHEN I ARRIVED THERE I LOOK AROUND ME, IT WAS A PERFECT PLACE, IT WAS HEAVEN. YOU PROBABLY DO NOT KNOW WHAT IT FEELS TO BE IN AMERICA. IT WAS WINTER TIME SO IT WAS COLD, REALLY COLD BECAUSE I WASNT USED TO THIS KIND OF WEATHER IN MY COUNTRY. WE WERE WELCOMED BY A GREAT CHRISTIAN FAMILY AND LIVED THEIR FOR TWELVE DAYS. I FOR MY PART HAD FUN PLAYING WITH ALL KIND OF WOUNDRESS THINGS IN THERE RANGING FROM PLAYING ON A BICYCLE TO PLAYING ON A COMPUTER. AT THE END OF THE TWELVE DAYS WE LEFT THIS WOUDERFULL FAMILY AND ARRIVED TWO HOURS LATER AT THE DOORS OF OUR NEW APPARTMENT BUILDING. AND I HAD MY FIRST SCHOOL YEAR IN MY LIFE. I LIKED SEEING OTHER TEENAGERS LIKE ME IN ONE PLACE, ALTHOUGH OUR CULTURES VARIED I STILL LIKED HAVING THIS MUCH PEOPLE IN ONE PLACE. MY LOVE FOR SCHOOL INCREASED EACH COMING DAY, I LEARNED ENGLISH RAPIDLY AND AT THE END OF ONE YEAR, I SPOKE ENGLISH PERFECTLY EXCEPT FOR A LITTLE 'UMS'. I MADE FRIENDS AND SOME OF THEM I SEE TILL THIS DAY. I HAVE BEEN RESIDING IN AMERICA FOR FOUR YEARS AND STILL GOING UP! :D

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

THE ABOVE IS A TRUE BIOGRAPHY ABOUT MY LIFE AND MY STORY

 

CAN YOU WRITE YOUR WOUNDRESS STORIES TOO? :anxious:

Please do not make story that you know nothing about. AND IT"S NOT COOL TO CAPITALIZE EVERYTHING.

DA STORY IS TRUE.......I AM FROM IRAQ AND I HAVE GONE THROUGH ALL DAT.....WHY DO U THINK ME LYING?

 

 

 

 

 

AND I LIKE CAPITLA SO ITS COOL FOR ME IT DOES NOT HAVE TO BE COOL TO YOU.... :notalk:

All this is is a flawed story. you didnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t go to school until you were 12 but you still were able to amazingly learned to read, write and speak English within a very short time and now with you Harry Potter name and your sonic avatar everyone suppose to believe this lie. I guess this is kind of spamming but come on seriously? Best if this story just gets locked.

DUDE.....HOW LONG DOES IT TAKE FOR SOMEONE TO LEARN ENGLISH....MY TEACHERS TOLD ME I WAS A JEANOUS AT IT, AND I READ AND WRITE ENGLISH.....WHATS MY AVATAR HAVE TO DO WID ALL THIS?...... :?: :!: :?:

 

 

 

 

 

WELL YOU KINDA RIGHT ABOUT SOMETHING......I KNOW THAT MAERICANS ARE KINDA SLOW AT LEARNING LANGUAGES (NO OFFENCE) BUT I AM 16 NOW NOT 12.....AND 4 YEARS LIVING IN AMERICA, AND GOING TO SCHOOL.....I MEAN IF IN THAT TIME YOU CANT LEARN A LANGUAGE...I JUST FEEL SORRY.

 

LETS JUST SAY I AM A NERD AND IF U BELIEVE IT OR NOT I AM 3RD RANKING IN MY SCHOOL CUZ EVERYONE ELSE IS "LAZY."

 

UNLINE SOME MY COUNTRY'S CULTURE IS BUILT ON LEARNING NOT BEING LAZY.

MY TEACHERS TOLD ME I WAS A JEANOUS

 

 

 

wow really...you must be smart

you bet i have straight A's but this year i have 2 C's because i have AP classes= advanced placement (collage lvl)

 

its really slowing me down so i am struggling :pray: hope i pass... :pray: :pray:

where do you see the ranking system....on how many posts u make like i am ranked now as rat meat *gulp* :wall: :ohnoes: :uhh:

Put a little thought behind your story next time. And lose the Caps.