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My name is Mary. I am 6 years old. My father’s name is Abdul Mohed. At the time of civil war our house was bombed by an airplane and my father became disabled. My mother was injured too and my grand mother died. People took my mother to the hospital but they didn’t know that my father was injured badly than my mother. My mother was admitted in the hospital for 3 months and I and my brothers and sister were at our uncle’s home. After my mother came home we went to Pakistan. We had a very hard time there. So we came back to our village in Tagab. But the life was difficult here than Pakistan. Then people told us about the Maristoon. After three and four months we came to live in the Maristoon. It is good to live here because we have enough food to eat and a good place to live. The good thing is that I go to school here and I am in 3rd grade. After school I like to help my sister in house work.
I am Shah Khanom. My father’s name is Mohammad Zaher. I am 8 years old and I study in second grade. Twenty or twenty five years ago my father was disabled by a land mine and he married my mother who is mentally ill. My father took a shop and sold things. But during civil war our shop and house both were destroyed. So my father applied for living in the Maristoon and after some time we got the chance to live here. We are happy to live here because it is better than nothing.
My name is Khan Wali. I am 13 years old and I study in 5th grade. I have the third position in the class. My father’s name is Abdul Mohed. At the time of civil war our house was bombed by an airplane and my father became disabled. My mother was injured too and my grand mother died. People took my mother to the hospital but they didn’t know that my father was injured badly than my mother. My mother was admitted in the hospital for 3 months after she came home she took us to Pakistan. After spending a poor life there we came back to Afghanistan. Here we tried really hard to get the permission of living in the Maristoon. Now at the Maristoon we are happy but my father’s health is getting worse day by day. I wish for a day that we will have our own home and that my father become well again. I wish to be a doctor to help the needy people like us in the future.
I am Shah Khanom. My father’s name is Mohammad Zaher. I am 8 years old and I study in second grade. Twenty or twenty five years ago my father was disabled by a land mine and he married my mother who is mentally ill. My father took a shop and sold things. But during civil war our shop and house both were destroyed. So my father applied for living in the Maristoon and after some time we got the chance to live here. We are happy to live here because it is better than nothing.
My name is Khan Wali. I am 13 years old and I study in 5th grade. I have the third position in the class. My father’s name is Abdul Mohed. At the time of civil war our house was bombed by an airplane and my father became disabled. My mother was injured too and my grand mother died. People took my mother to the hospital but they didn’t know that my father was injured badly than my mother. My mother was admitted in the hospital for 3 months after she came home she took us to Pakistan. After spending a poor life there we came back to Afghanistan. Here we tried really hard to get the permission of living in the Maristoon. Now at the Maristoon we are happy but my father’s health is getting worse day by day. I wish for a day that we will have our own home and that my father become well again. I wish to be a doctor to help the needy people like us in the future.
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