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Personal Narrative: Baba
Things are finally starting to settle down, except for Baba. He is still trying, unsuccessfully, to adjust to life here in America. I can’t even get him to enroll in ESL to learn English. He has even come up with a plan to make more money. He goes to garage sales and buys things for cheap then sells them at the flea market. The flea market is just like back in Afghan, people gossiping, drinking tea, and afghan music playing. Baba is always meeting new friends and even some old ones. I even met a girl there, her name was Soraya and she looked like a princess. I have graduated high school finally, I believe I was the oldest one out there. Baba even said that he was proud of me. After graduation he took me out drinking, after being there for
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