The life is a bridge that we need to cross . I am the
second son of a simple family. My
father , he is a kind man. He had been working hard to raise me and my
brother.
My study is my life. I remembered that day when my mother had taught my
brother ,I moved around them to show my drawing. I and my brother like a chain
of series of events. When we were young , both of us were running to library to
get the same sports magazine “ALRashied”. I and my brother had never been playing in the same term. He played football ,and so
did I. He had loved to learn swimming ;then I followed him. He went to college;
so did I. He studied masters; so did I. His major of study is sport while my
study field is mathematics. He is dealing with the mental compatibility of movement
while I am dealing with the mind games. He is searching the muscle movement while I need to study the curve of its movement. He is
studying the best way to record the best time while I am studying the
optimality. It is true; I am jealous.
I met my wife in college. I looked to her
and said to myself “This is my wife.” My wedding was simple. I
have had a nice daughter since 2012. After that Fatimah has been my life till now. 
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