Character description_Riley
Earth eyes, Dark hair, Maroon uniform this is Christian. Petrifying, near death experiences. Unseeable
things he’s seen. Sleepless. Everyday, bombs were dropped. His life was terrifying. Wandering to
school, day by day, was a real struggle. The streets were warfield's. They were traveling countries
upon countries such as Baghdad to Damascus to Lebanon to NZ. Life was hectic.
things he’s seen. Sleepless. Everyday, bombs were dropped. His life was terrifying. Wandering to
school, day by day, was a real struggle. The streets were warfield's. They were traveling countries
upon countries such as Baghdad to Damascus to Lebanon to NZ. Life was hectic.
It wasn’t until they reached NZ when his life turned around. When he first arrived he was feeling as if he
was left out but about everyday he’d learn a new word. It was until about 18 months later when he could
fully speak English and was like all the other kids.
was left out but about everyday he’d learn a new word. It was until about 18 months later when he could
fully speak English and was like all the other kids.
“Hey, thanks for helping me with English Jake,” said Christian.
“No problemo,” replied Christian.
Once reaching NZ Christian felt happy. Their family felt they just belonged. There was no more war or
people who searched cars. It was a safe, non violent country. It used to be BOOOOM but now it’s just
the wind blowing and trees rustling. Life really had turned around for them.
people who searched cars. It was a safe, non violent country. It used to be BOOOOM but now it’s just
the wind blowing and trees rustling. Life really had turned around for them.
Baghdad, Christians hometown, one of the most deadly cities in the world. Huge wars, Christian hated
thinking of people even living there.
thinking of people even living there.
“Mum will we ever go back to Baghdad or Syria?” asked Christian.
“No, I don’t think ever,” replied Kathreen (Christians mum).
“Will it ever be safe in Syria again mum?” Asked Christian.
“Maybe but I still don’t think we’ll go back,” Christian.
Syria and Baghdad were now extremely dangerous cities and we were never going back. Now in New
Zealand we are safe, happy people who don’t get kept up at night. I still think my mum worries about
us a lot after what happened in Syria. Now we can just go to get bread and not worry about a sniper
waiting to shoot.
Zealand we are safe, happy people who don’t get kept up at night. I still think my mum worries about
us a lot after what happened in Syria. Now we can just go to get bread and not worry about a sniper
waiting to shoot.
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