I was born on a bright, sunny day at the 22th of July. I was the first child of my young parents. My mother was 25 and my father 30. My father was Dutch and my mother was Bengali. I don’t know wich race I am, but I see myself as a Medittarean race. I was born in the hospital of Hoorn, but my hometown is Grootebroek, wich is in North Holland. Me and my parents weren’t rich, my dad’s first job was dishwasher in the near McDonalds, and when I was born and he had to raise more money, so he went to office. We didn’t have much money, but we were happy. My dad didn’t work that much and every Friday we had apple pie and lasagna. But my dad was bored of Holland. So we moved to Belgium. I live now in Antwerp, Flanders, Belgium. It’s a big city with many allochtonen, mostly Moroccans.Now, I’m Muslim. Both of my parents are. My mother comes from Bangladesh, a country with a large Muslim area. I believe in the one, true God and his messengers. I believe in the Qur’an and I believe that everything in it is true.
My dream is to act in a movie, just for fun. I want to be a journalist. I want to do something in the showbusiness, for sure. I also want to leave little Belgium for Canada. To study and live.
- I do nice if you do too.
- I have good grades, though I suck at Mathematics.
- I’m the best English-speaker in my class, hurray.
- I’ve got family in other countries, like the USA, Bangladesh …
- I’ve been to more than a twenty countries.
- I have black-blue hair that glows silver in the sunlight.
- I have light-brown eyes.
- I have curled eyelashes.
- I have braces.
- I get mad easily.
- I live in a ghetto.
- I have a olive complexion.
- I have many Moroccan friends and they are awsome.
Enough?
