PART 2

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You need to know that I have the best parents ever. My mother is a teacher at a school for disabled people and my father works at Nike. Yeah, that cool brand. They had a lovely house in The Netherlands and they were the happiest people on earth.
One day my father came home from work and he told my mom this: 'I just spook to my boss. He has an amazing opportunity for me to work in the US. My salary will almost be doubled and the job sounds really attractive. The only thing is that we have to move to the USA.' My parents had to decide quick, but they talked a lot about it and didn't made their decisions too quick. BUT GUESS WHAT?! They moved to the USA. To portland to be precise.
Life was great in the USA. My parents made some friends and they had an amazing time. The best day was ofcourse the day that I was born. Yes yes, I am an American baby XD. I was born on March 18 1999. Our neighbours also just had a kid. It was a boy and he was born on April 2. We did a lot together. Not that I remember, because I was only a few months old, but my parents told me. They talk a lot about their days in America.

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