I played soccer in Burma, but when I moved in Malaysia I couldn't play anymore because I had a job. I was sad, when my friends called me and asked me, " come with us and lat's play soccer." When I heard that sound I was weak and wanted to go, but I couldn't go with them I tried to tell my boss, but she didn't give me time to play soccer. After two months I quit my job because my sister had a baby and I helped her to take care of the baby.
I was nervous when my friend told me, "I graduated from last year,"when they told me, because I had the same age as them. When we were school in Burma we had promise we would work together and graduate at the same time. When I thought telling my friends I got shy because I had a promised them,
but I would not finish at the same time, when went to school in Burma I had no choice of my schools, I only studied until fifth grade because we had to go to Malaysia. I went with my parents when they decided I was unhappy. I thought i couldn't meet my friends again.. After three years I worked in a Restaurant with my brother. We were cooked Indonesian food. I helped my brother to learn money. After 4 years pasted my brother decided to go to America. Then we came here. I was 18. The government said I had to go to school. I thought I should work I am so happy with the my cash worker.
Woow..your story make my heart broke
ReplyDeleteohh..it's sad story..However just compare the education of Burma and America.You know what I mean. It's very different .Proud yourself that you are the one who study in the nice a country.:)
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