Hi dear friends,
I think the topic of discussion has been changed, however, since dear asalbanoo asked me to tell about my childhood and so on, I'm going to write a couple of paragraphs.
I was born in a grimy, dark and cold night, in winter of 1361. I was born when Tehran was under heavy bombardment of Iraq air force. When I was born, I only had one mother and one father, no more. I was the first child of the family. My father was an army man and he was always fighting with Iraqi troops. Thus, we , I mean me and my mother, were living with my grandparents . Well, it was very nice. They were so kind that I never felt missing my father. This statement shouldn't mislead you that I have missed my father. I mean he was never at home. At last, I grew up and now I'm here!
My wishes at childhood, was like other children, becoming doctor, pilot , police and etc. I wanted to improve my physical power to defeat all of the boys in our neighborhood and kill them under my punches! However my wishes also were maturing as I was growing up.
Well, I think thats enough.
Looking forward to hearing from you.
Regards
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