Special person to me
I will talk to you about my grandfather Abdellah. He died 13 years ago at about 70 years of age, in Taroudant, Morocco. He had brown eyes and a little white beard. He usually wore traditional clothing like ‘Jellaba’ and ‘Belgha’. He worked as an Arabic language teacher. He taught children. He was serious and a hard worker. He liked children and he was happy.
I liked him very much because I was named after him.
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hey hi this is Alejandra i just want to tell you... i like your work about your grandfather. i think your grandfather live not in his body but in your heart going to live all the time.i relly miss my grandfather to but he liaves in my hard all time so ti is why i tell you that
It's sure Alejandra that our lost parents are still alive and forever in our hearts. We need to remember them all the time.
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