I didn't choose America. My home was in at war and many people died.  I wanted to stay in Africa. My country is so beautiful it caresses my heart.  We left in the middle of the night and travelled with one bag.  I have 6 children, and they learned not to cry.  Crying is dangerous. It took four years. We went to 3 countries before America.  

Then America said yes, so they brought us, and put us in NYC.  The American people are so nice to us. My children learned again to love and be loved.  

Then it changed.  People look at me and see that I am Muslim, they look and say 'you are a terrorist-- but I am not, I am a victim of terrorism.  Terrorists killed my people, they burned my home.  I know terrorism and I hate terrorism.  I want an American life. I want my children to know it is ok to be free.

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