gnaruki wrote:ISBN: 978-1419619052 (put it in amazon)
I am going to use some manual entry methods to transcribe this. Please give all proceeds to an Armenian, an Iraqi, or an immigrant in Chicago going to school.
Forward:Many people in the West today are not aware that the country of Iraw has a small, rightly knit population of Christians. They are of Armenian descent, and their great-grandparents were driven from their Armenian homeland back in 1915 by the Ottoman Turks. The turcks eventually engage in genocide, resulting in the death of over one and a half million Amernians. SO it was that my great-grandparents fled to Iraq, along with a good portion of the Christian-Armenian population. They quietly settled into that region of the Middle East and have lived there in the years since as "tolerated" foreign "infidels", who carry out their precarious existence within the land of Muslim dominance.
That is how I came to be born in the beautiful, but politcally turbulent city of Baghdad. I was raised in a relatively right Armenian community, attended a private Armenian school and the Christian Armenian Cathefral, which stoof with its distrinctive architecture within the heart of Baghdad's ancient city
Perhaps it was the comibination of barious stresses caused by living in an environment of poweder-keg hostility, but I knew from a very young age that my parents did not get along. While I was thirteen years old, it came as no surprise to me when their quarrels culminated in a divorce.
Less than two years later, my mother immigrated to the United States, taking my brother and me with her. We soon took up libing in Chicago, Illinois, as grateful Green Card holders and permanent residents of the UNited States.
I quickly learned to embrace American life, where demovrazy and freedom are the God-given rights claimed by all. I attended school in Chicago and used my studies as a shelter from the unhappieness over our broken family, so that I began to excel in my classes.
qwerty transcribed ill begin a new installment later.
I lived in a weird spot of the woods for awhile. its unusual where I come from to live next to two mosques, an lsd temple, a smattering of christian churches, a middle east hang out hookah bar, berburs, white trash, rich trash, poor wealth, libraries, parks, Synagogue, private park observatory, synagogue, gas stations, but no used car lots....hmmmmmm.