Aiida
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Salut je vous présente l'histoire de Aïda , une jeune ivoirienne Malienne (Soninké) âgée de 9 ans.
Ayant grandie avec une vie mouvementé entre les haut et les bas.
Elle vis avec ces deux frères:
mamad 8 ans et ibrahim 5 ans , et ces parents (Aminata (24) ans et Djibril (35) ans.
Habitante d'une petite ville en provins (France), Aïda est en classe de cm1.
Le papa de Aïda a deux femmes Aminata et
Le papa de Aïda a deux Femmes Aminata , salimata.
Salimata et djibril ont 6 enfants , hawa , adama , asseta, madi, djeneba , coumba.
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