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My name is Morgause, but you can call me Morgan. My family and I come from Egypt. An ancient land filled with mysteries and great ancient history of faros, tombs and buried treasure. I love Egypt, and mostly I miss it a lot. Now I live in Germany. My parents wanted to move here and they wanted me to study German. They never ever told me why, all they said was that that was their wish and I shouldn’t question it, and I didn’t, even though I wanted to know so badly.
My family was really close; we never kept secrets from each other. So the only thing on my mind was if they were keeping a something from me. Why would we ever move away from Egypt? Why did we have to move to Germany? Why did we have to move at all? Germany is a great place, but for the Germans. My mom loved Egypt too, so why did she sacrifice it to move here? It just couldn’t get off my mind. I’ve been thinking about it for weeks and weeks, but it seemed that I would never be able to figure it out.
This wasn’t my only problem. I don’t really like Germany; it’s a whole lot different from what I’m used to. Something keeps my heart and mind in Egypt- the ancient civilization. The Great Pyramid. It reminded me of the hard work the ancient Egyptians had to face on a daily bases, to build amazing things like that. I’ve always been interested in ancient history, Ancient Rome, Ancient Greece; I just enjoy studying ancient times. I would like to visit Rome someday. I also love to travel. New and exciting places, and again, I love ancient cities and countries like Italy and Greece.
It’s my second year here in Germany. I have no idea how fast those 2 years passed by. Germany is a pretty good place to live if you get used to it, but I can’t. I had a really hard time learning the language. German didn’t make any sense for me and my parents said that’ normal, but again I don’t think so.
I know this Egyptian girl at school; at least I think she’s Egyptian. She never talks to me, and when she’s with her friends, she ignores me completely. She’s a few years younger than me, but I never saw a 10 year old acting so snobby and mean. She once told me that she was Egyptian and that was it. I went home and told my parents and it turned out they new hers. The told me all they know about her and that’s why I hate he now! She was born In Germany and lived her whole life here. I’m 100% sure that she speaks German perfectly, but I’m not so sure about Egyptian. Her parents though are 100% Egyptian and they’re pretty nice. I think she’s adopted, since she is so mean and her parents are the greatest parents ever! When her friends aren’t around she wants to hand out with me, and I know she just uses me. Sometimes she can be extremely nice, only if you do what she tells you to. If you follow her rules, she’ll be nice, and if you don’t, she makes your life miserable, and I mean miserable! She always tells people what to do, every second of the time, and surprisingly they listen to her. If you’re her friend and after time, she doesn’t like you anymore, she starts spreading rumors about you and telling people not to be your friend. I can’t take it anymore! This is every day. I’ll just tell her all the things I think about her, I’ve tried it once, but she told her parents, and that’s when they started being mean to me too. Her parents tell my parents and I get in trouble. She does bad things all the time to me and I don’t tell my parents. I feel silly, going up to them and telling them what happened today in school and stuff. I’m not a baby and I can handle it all by myself. I thought it was the right thing to do, but I turned out wrong. And I stopped feeling silly and started telling my parents too. This didn’t work out either. My parents said that they didn’t want to ruin their “good” friendship with the other family. After time my mom got tired too, they talk about me every day! So my mom called the mean girl’s mom and told her. Her mom seemed surprised. She said she’ll take care of it, but then it even got more terrible than ever before. The girl started calling me a baby, because I told my parents! I knew this would happen, I just wasn’t sure when. And when she tells her parents, I don’t call her a baby and she doesn’t thinks she’s one, but suddenly when I tell mine she just laughs at me!
After all, I told myself that I shouldn’t care about her family anymore, and started ignoring her too. I stopped talking to her, stopped answering the phone when she calls, I pretended she didn’t exist and I was happier that way. When she saw I’ve stopped talking to her, she got mad and tried to apologize, but I know her apologies- they last only a day and then she goes back to normal. I told her that I never wanted to see her again, and that was it.
Enough about that crazy girl, I’m happy because my summer vacation starts tomorrow. I am quite excised since I am going back home (only for the vacation) in Egypt. Today is my last day of school. I will miss going to school here, but since I don’t have a whole lot of friends here, I don’t care.
I took my photo camera to school with me today, because I want to show my real friends in Egypt, what was it like here in this school. I took pictures of the playground, classrooms, desks, everything you can think of. Now I am getting impatient because it’s 7:10 a.m. and school ends in 1:30 p.m., and after that I’ll go to the huge airport at 5:45 and at 6 o’clock my plane to Egypt takes off. I’m still in school right now though, sitting at my desk, pretending to listen to the teacher and the other kids talking to each other and not saying a word to me.
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