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I first realised that I was related to Gideon Scheepers when doing a history project in high school on my family tree. I traced him to the Robinson side of my family and discovered that his sister was married to a great great grandfather, Cecil John Robinson.
What really h...
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The painter Hegine Abrahamyan is one of the eye-witnesses of the genocide.Her life story starts like this:She was born in 1912 in Kars,Western Armenia.She is 97 years old.In 1920 when she was 8,she definitively left the Kars immigrating firstly Gyumri then Yerevan.
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MUM AND I...
Mine and mum's relationship was always a close one. And my mum was my strength.
My sister Trish moved out at an early age and then went on to move to Canada to become a nanny to a family there. She has been there ever since and never looked back. Trish is ...
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I suppose I should start my life story by saying my name is Thurman Dwight Lane. I was told that grand mother Mannie Lane named me Dwight after some radio soap opera guy that she liked, maybe it was the Thurman part, anyway that is what I wound up with. I was also told just ab...
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In December 1972 my life story has been started. I was born in Wasit city at the south of Iraq. My country is also called (the country between the two rivers). It is the land of the Arabian Nights, and of love stories that became fables far and wide. In these stories, in the t...
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Life story, childhood: Hearing stories, I had a privileged childhood.
The Great Depression: I used to see soup lines; people standing around and they would come to the house and beg. A lot of them who came were alcoholics. You would never give them money you always gave th...
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Life story: I ikuyinminu folusade adeyemi was born in irele in a village near the town in my father's mother's husband home land. My father was a native of ilaje while my mother was a native of aye in Ondo State. My mother gave birth to two son suddenly my junior brother died ...
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A Crazy Night at the Library
One night something really large happened at the library. The characters in the stories started fighting from their books!
Erik climbed into Charlotte's Web and started running with Wilbur the Pig! Loren blake wandered into an encyclopedia and e...
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I was born on 17 Jan 1990 at 11:51 A.M., I have been trying to figure out ever since I was a child about what I wanted to be when I grew up and I finally found my answer. I may have many flaws about myself, but I learn to coup with them. I have only started my life when I...
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Who Am I?
Being Italian was not always an easy thing. My grand parents -- all five of them -- were immigrants from Italy. Yes, like so many others, these immigrants arrived and came through Ellis Island in New York. Since its inception, our country has been a nation of i...
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From the first day that I started school, when I were 7 years, me and my brother always faught. My mother and father always said, It's just brothers love. The truth is. We never loved each other. But when we faught it was mostly words but, if I said wrong thing to my brother h...
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I was born in Karachi , 18th June 1953 and i was living in Karachi for a long time.Winters were great in the place where i grew up , and i have childhood friends , we had went through many adventures and today even we are in touch with each other . I was a quite serious and si...
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Her life story: Fiza Nadeem is a fun loving, respectful person. She is a Muslim and feels proud about it…Follows all commands and obligations. She loves her sister more than anything in the world. Asna (sister) would be the one she’d want to be with if she was the last per...
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“You've gotta dance like there's nobody watching, Love like you'll never be hurt, Sing like there's nobody listening, And live like it's heaven on earth.”
hi readers !! a warm greeting to all of you. this chapter 1 of m...
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A summer day in the park, the sun is shining the birds are singing, the air is sweet, San Francisco not exactly the summer of love.
“Have you given any thought as to how you want this to end? Burt asks me.And with one stupid question reality comes crashing back in.I open my...
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