Stories for teachers

As a small boy I lived in Syria. We lived outside Damaskus. It was a village. The house was very big. We had two dog, hen, a rooster and a hare. My grandfather liked to make the trees and flowers nice. I felt happy in our house. We moved to Germany because of the war in Syria and we could not live there anymore. I was a bit sad, but then I learned German and I found new friends. It was fun. I lived in a house with two floors and we lived at the first floor. The house was big. I and my mother and my sisters were in Germany. My father lived in Sweden. Thereafter we took the train to Sweden. I thought Sweden was beautiful because of all the water and grass. I went to Adjunkten for two months. Now I go to Bäckskolan. The school I nice and I have five friends. I live in a flat.

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