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عبدالله الخطيب · 19 / 07 / 2009, 05 : 02 AM

Childhood Memories
By: Abd Allah El Khateeb

I grew up in a quiet town
My childhood was very happy, I always walked to my elmentary school
that was adjacent of my neighborhood

During my sixth grade year, I began to explore my interests in playing football
I guss I put so much attention into football that made me
forgot that I needed to put as much attention into my classes

I was warned multiple times in the school as well as by my mother, God bless her soul

By that time and, at that point.. football got into me like an addicting drug
I was missing classes, I sneaked out of my home to join other mates for a play
and, I was doing poorly at school
until that day, when ...

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عبدالله الخطيب كاتب نور أدبي يتلألأ في سماء نور الأدب ( عضوية برونزية )	Childhood Memories Childhood Memories By: Abd Allah El Khateeb I grew up in a quiet town My childhood was very happy, I always walked to my elmentary school that was adjacent of my neighborhood During my sixth grade year, I began to explore my interests in playing football I guss I put so much attention into football that made me forgot that I needed to put as much attention into my classes I was warned multiple times in the school as well as by my mother, God bless her soul By that time and, at that point.. football got into me like an addicting drug I was missing classes, I sneaked out of my home to join other mates for a play and, I was doing poorly at school until that day, when ... نور الأدب (تعليقات الفيسبوك)
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