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My name is saeed. I read in class III. My rollno is 42. I was born in karaj in hospital mostafa Khomeini. I was living in Tehran by 2006. My father name is Mr. farhad. My mother name is Mrs. My brother name is hamid. I am ten years old. My house is very big. My house is apartment. My best friend Iranian is sena. In Iran I have one big school bus. I am a Muslim I was going to mosque. In Iran my school name is shahed madani. That was a big school. I was going in Iran in class first in Karaj and second class in Teheran. I am from Iran. The capital of IRAN is Teheran. I came with airplane to India. Now we start the story in India. I came with my family to India. We came with car on N.D.R.I. Inter National Hostel. When I was came first time I could not speak English. One day I went to the T.V room and one foreigner’s student asked me what your name is? I answered him yes. and he was laughing. After that day, I went to school and I could not speak Hindi, and I was crying. When I came back to home one small child named Adarsh came to me and played with me. He was Hindu and he was studying in class U.K.G and his mother was pregnant. When the baby was born I went to Adarsh home and I asked him what is his sister name and he told me I will say you after two months. His home was very hot, light was going too much out, and there was very warm but now weather is cold. I go to school with rickshaw. My school is very big. By the way; I forgot to say my school name. My school name is S.B.S SENIOR SECONDARY SCHOOL. It was built by Sardar Bahadur, Sardar Balwant Singh Butalia in 2006. In our International Hostel one family are living which they are from Nepal. This family has two sons named, odipt and sudipt. We had very good times with them .Now sudipt is not here he has gone to his country and studying there, but odipt still is here and studying in the Indian school we are playing cricket with him. I am very happy to have these International friends. Also in our Inter National Hostel hat national dairy research institute were living two Sudanese families we had also very good times with them. Mr. Ezzedin had one daughter named Miss Reem and Mr. Khalid had one son named Mahammad and one daughter named Mozan. They were very naughty. I never forget them because we played so many times with them. Now they have gone back to their country and we still here karnal. One day I had lecture in my school. My in charge teacher named Mrs. Neela Rahaja encouraged me and introduced me to the principal, so I will ever forget this day during of living time.
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