My daa was an officer and my mom was housewife in Syria and I was a student. We moved because it was war in my country and it was not good it was scary. We were worried about me and my family that's why we by boat. It was difficult because I left my country and my stuff and my relatives. We were many on the boat. I missed my relatives, my country, my city and my friends. We took with us the lack of people who died in the war. We took with us beautiful memories from the school in Syria, letters and gift from my friends and photos. The qualities I gained through the experience of moving were patience, optimism, responsibility and courage.

Nobody has the same story as I do. My story is special and that is why I have not met any persons who has had the same experiences as I have. The difference between me and the others is that they flew to Sweden and nothing scary and sad happened to them whereas I came over the ocean. I learned patience, being responsible, be brave, being positive and helpful.