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My Life Story Faisal Fransu, Grade 10, St. Mary’s My name is Faisal Fransu and this is my story. I was born in Nineveh, Iraq on August 29, 1994. On March 26, 2008, I started going to school in Canada for the first time in my life. I am also blind. My mother told me that I was a very quiet baby. My grandfather was the first person who found out that I was blind. When I was born, we were living with my father’s family. My grandfather knew that I was blind because most children would smile when somebody would look at them, but I didn’t smile. My grandfather had 13 children. My father was the oldest of his brothers. My father had some problems in my country, so he had to leave us or he would be arrested. He went to Iran and then to Turkey. From Turkey, he went to Canada. On October 1, 1996, my sister Donia was born. We lived with my mother’s uncle. Then we moved in with my father’s brother. After that, we went to live with my father’s parents.  I didn’t go to school because there was no school for the blind. I would play with my uncle all day long. He was only five years older than I was. Sometimes I would go to a place called St. Paul’s Monastery. Many people would go there to have fun. All the handicapped children would go there too. We would all go there to learn things like prayers and songs. The electricity in Iraq would go out every day. One day, we were eating our dinner and there were some cucumbers on the table.  When the lights went out, I ate all the cucumbers. When the lights came back, everyone started looking for the cucumbers, but no one could find them. In Iraq, we would put a stone under the car, so it would not move. One day, I went out and sat down beside my grandfather’s car. Then I took the stone out from under the car and the car started moving. When the car started moving, I was under it. My grandfather had to bring the car back. My mother was angry with me. It was Christmas Day. Then my father decided to bring us to Canada. We had to go to Syria because there was no Canadian Embassy in Iraq. On October 20, 2005, we left Iraq and we went to Syria. My mom’s brother and my dad’s brother came with us to help us.  It was a very sad day for us because we left our country and our people. We stayed in Syria for two years. Then we stayed in Damascus. On January 15, 2008, we came to Canada. I was very happy to be with my father for the first time in my life because I was very little when he left us, and my sister, Donia was not born at that time. The first night when we arrived, my mom and my sister went to sleep because they were very tired. I stayed up with my father. We talked all night long. When I was living in Iraq, I didn’t know anything about Jesus Christ. When I came to Canada, my father told me about him. Now I believe in him and he is everything in my life. I know the Bible very well. In school, I am learning how to read and write Braille, and also how to speak English. I am also learning how to use a computer. My teachers help me very much. I knew that I had to work very hard in Canada, and it is true.

My Life Story

Faisal Fransu, Grade 10, St. Mary’s

My name is Faisal Fransu and this is my story.

I was born in Nineveh, Iraq on August 29, 1994. On March 26, 2008, I started going to school in Canada for the first time in my life. I am also blind.

My mother told me that I was a very quiet baby. My grandfather was the first person who found out that I was blind. When I was born, we were living with my father’s family. My grandfather knew that I was blind because most children would smile when somebody would look at them, but I didn’t smile. My grandfather had 13 children. My father was the oldest of his brothers.

My father had some problems in my country, so he had to leave us or he would be arrested. He went to Iran and then to Turkey. From Turkey, he went to Canada.

On October 1, 1996, my sister Donia was born. We lived with my mother’s uncle. Then we moved in with my father’s brother. After that, we went to live with my father’s parents. 

I didn’t go to school because there was no school for the blind. I would play with my uncle all day long. He was only five years older than I was. Sometimes I would go to a place called St. Paul’s Monastery. Many people would go there to have fun. All the handicapped children would go there too. We would all go there to learn things like prayers and songs.

The electricity in Iraq would go out every day. One day, we were eating our dinner and there were some cucumbers on the table.  When the lights went out, I ate all the cucumbers. When the lights came back, everyone started looking for the cucumbers, but no one could find them.

In Iraq, we would put a stone under the car, so it would not move. One day, I went out and sat down beside my grandfather’s car. Then I took the stone out from under the car and the car started moving. When the car started moving, I was under it. My grandfather had to bring the car back. My mother was angry with me. It was Christmas Day.

Then my father decided to bring us to Canada. We had to go to Syria because there was no Canadian Embassy in Iraq. On October 20, 2005, we left Iraq and we went to Syria. My mom’s brother and my dad’s brother came with us to help us.  It was a very sad day for us because we left our country and our people.

We stayed in Syria for two years. Then we stayed in Damascus. On January 15, 2008, we came to Canada. I was very happy to be with my father for the first time in my life because I was very little when he left us, and my sister, Donia was not born at that time.

The first night when we arrived, my mom and my sister went to sleep because they were very tired. I stayed up with my father. We talked all night long.

When I was living in Iraq, I didn’t know anything about Jesus Christ. When I came to Canada, my father told me about him. Now I believe in him and he is everything in my life. I know the Bible very well.

In school, I am learning how to read and write Braille, and also how to speak English. I am also learning how to use a computer. My teachers help me very much. I knew that I had to work very hard in Canada, and it is true.

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