Something for a change
Let me kick start. If you could answer the questions, mahadsanid, if not bye bye. Please be sincere and respectful of others.
Your earliest memory........ Mine was the marriage of an aunt where I got sick of eating too much halwa (Somali sweets) with few kids.
At School I................was a dag, enjoyed and encouraged group fights.
My first relationship outside family......was with this neighbour kid who we hang arround in their house in Saudi Arabia and wtached cartoons while his parents were out for work (not Somali) .
I dont like talking.......about what happened in their house (see below).
My parents always told me.....to follow my words with action.
I wish I can.........understand the Somali tribal rivalry.
My most humiliating moment.....while at my neighbour's, the younger boy who was 6 showed us a porn movie. I couldn't understand what they were doing, but soon after coming back to our house, I demanded from my mum to buy us the video of two adults female and male on top of each other. I thought they were doing acrobatics.
The next day we moved houses. I often get reminded of this story, and it is so humiliating. My happiest moment.......in our house in Saudi Arabia where it was like a dormitory and Somali relatives parked there anytime. It was like a communal living.
The book that changed my life.....The Holly Qura'an.
The first non-religious book I read.......not so sure, I think it was Ali Baba and the Fourty Thieves.
My first fight......as a 7 year old, beaten by twins at school.
Friends say.......I'm tight with money.
Perhaps I should have studied..........vet, or anything to do with farming.
The last big laugh I had was.....when a drunk guy politely asked me, Osama what is the time?
I often wonder......what the future holds for me and my loved ones.
The idea is not mine but heavily edited.
All yours.
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