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I was not like any normal teenager. I was only twelve years old when father was subject to a painful accident in the U.S.A and was near to death. Being the eldest of two brothers (Salem and Fouad) was not easy at all, since I found myself responsible of the family. I worked and studied to provide their needs since father was chair bound during that period. I helped and took care of my brothers because mother devoted all her efforts to oversee the well being of my father.
Things seemed getting darker till suddenly in 1996 and after a long suffering father’s situation showed improvement. Although my family's suffering between the years of 1989 and 1996 deprived me from my teenage years but I acquired the necessary experience which enabled me to face the future. I learned how to rely on myself, trust my choices and be responsible of my actions. I saw life's dark face but never failed to take care of my family or loose hope. It's true that life is cruel, but despite this fact I always had something inside blooming and lightening me and always encouraging me to keep on doing my best. My responsability toward my family, was never an obstacle for me in taking a good care of my appearance, my cloth , and my look . The feeling to be exceptional was overwhelming my existence. I created in my mind the idea of being different and always repeating to myself that: "I should do something brightly special".
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