Tough Time

 

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Chapter 1

 Hello there, my name is Mohamed Habash I had really bad times when I was a kid. I was in syria just a kid and there were always shooting and killing random people because of the horro war. 


Then one day that war became really dangerous and the only option my family had is to move to our village where my parent’s parents are. So when we arrived there I had nothing to do and the school was such a africa school and the village is too poor but I went to school anyways. I just kept going there few weeks then I left because I didn’t really liked it. 



However, The war even reached to our village which was impossible but it did unfortunately. We also had to move to Turkey this time. I thought I will never be regret to move to Turkey but it was completely different I used to love first year but then I hated it a lot. We lived in Turkey for 6 years and I was just a 11 years old kid. 



I had to work at that age because I had to help my dad and earn money. That was quite hard. Always in winter times my dad stopped working in entire winter because his job stops often even though in summer and anytime but mine was so bad it never stops I even worked in weekends.




One of the winter season my dad’s job stopped for a while and that’s where I mostly struggled and I was just a 13-14 years old boy/kid. Moreover I had to work and pay for house rent,electricity,Internet, and gas payment it obviously wasn’t that easy my salary was just 900TL a month (Turkish money name) I used to walk every day 50 minutes from home to my job. 




I was working sewing in a big company the manager had a car he was picking up other people working there but except me because I was a syrian boy. So I kept like that for another 2 years even when my dad was working he wasn’t working properly he was stopping every months and start work after 3 months. 




I also was working 24 hours literally 24 hours to juat earn extra money but the manager was so mean and he didn’t gave me extra money I felt like me and my family are going to die very soon. After one years the year 2017 there I was 15 years old at the beginning of 2017 we just tried to go to England because my aunti lives there and she also helped us as well. 




Luckily it worked and they accepted our request to go to England as a refugee. 1month left to go to airport and go to England but I didn’t stopped working I actually worked double than I used to because we had to buy the bags and clothes and also personal stuff but I was lucky that month my dad was working as well. 




Eventually, we got the money we want and 3 days are left then I said goodbye to my manager and to my friends as well and I left. The next 3 days were over then England government requested us to stay in a hotel for another three days. While those years I never went to school even in Turkey but worked.




In conclusion, we went to airport and traveld and arrived my aunti was already waiting us in Manchester airport. It was a long time we hadn’t seen her after 15 years. Afterward government gave us our house and took us to Sheffield city which my aunti lives there too. It was nearly end of the summer and when I got to our home I went to school after 7-8 years no school it was difficult but I really missed the school. 




Finally, Now we’re safe and I’m going to school and I finished it now I’m going to college and I learned the language and met new people new friends new life. It was an amazing time. 





Please do not waste your time like I did mine wasn’t my fault buy YOU don’t even. I basically mean don’t leave education for couple of years and work that’s what you shouldn’t be doing just work part time while your studying but not too much. 





Thank you for reading. 











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