ABOUT "Me"

                                                              About me

    I was in my room when I heard the beauty of the world. I wasn’t unfamiliar with the words. I was about one month old when I heard the name of Omar. I remembered hearing it since I was able to clutch polysyllabic language. Than they told me something I was bothering since I was born.  My other five brother where their when they told me the BIG O.  my mother was named me Omar as well as my father. They told me to not be like him. They told me to hang out more--may be, they seem like they have advice here--I don’t know who they are? Apparently, yes, that was exactly what I want to be.  I was to be more generous; my name came from the great man, Omar.

    My father told me to be like the real Omar, but apparently, yes, because he dedicate his time  and achieve his goalless. Then my little brother told me that I cannot do that; your are too laze to do that. After the death of my father, I start to dedicate playing soccer and I take the award of the best player in my village; dedication is the key of everything. After period of time, they finish building of my home.