My name is Rez
This is a story about a girl who is in kurdish.After a few years she arrived in New Zealand and was sent into camp.In camp people spoke Kurdish which is her language.There was a school there and everyone spoke urdu now I had a to learn english and urdu.I was sometimes punished.One day I stayed under my brothers desk for a whole day.I had to start another school to learn my forth language.I didn’t speak any english.I only new one sentence “my name is Rez".Whenever someone asks
“How are you” I would always reply. My name is Rez.Kids would tease me.Now I’m a lawyer and dig playgrounds.I am happy that everyone is nice to each other.
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