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We escaped the civil war in 93 after a militia attacked our village and took all of our supplies and burned our shelters. I remember we had to walk for days without food and drinking unfiltered lake water until we reached Nairobi where we meet a Belgium lady who worked for the UN.
She sponsored me and my family and flew us to Brussels.
I got lost as a kid in a mall and lived with a Flemish family until I graduated high school and cut all contacts with them after I found out the reason they adopted me was just for money.
Somalispot alx helped me learn more about my culture and people and I am grateful for this site.
My father left Djibouti in the early 1980's for Paris, France so he could attend University there. After he graduated University in the mid 80's, he chilled for a bit in France. Then he left because Paris was a trash city.He had a Algerian/Russian wife at the time. They both moved to Montreal, Canada. Then they moved to Ottawa, Canada where my half brother Guedi was born. They moved back to Montreal for a few years then they had a divorce. My Abo went back to Ottawa there after. My Abo later become fluent in 6 language's. French, Arabic, Spanish, German, Jappenese, and English.Let's hear ur stories