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Der Flüchtling Jamal

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Wir haben alle Träume, aber unterschiedliche. 
Die einen haben Luxus Träume und den anderen genügt ein Stück Brot.
Uns geht es gut, aber wir wollen mehr und mehr.
Wir gehen schlafen mit einem vollem Magen, während es in anderen Ländern, Menschen gibt, die am verhungern sind.
Einer davon heißt Jamal,  ist 18 Jahre alt, und hat ein kleinen Bruder  beide leben  bei  seinen Eltern.
Sie hatten ein sorgenfreies Leben, hatten ein schönes Haus in Syrien und verdienten gut.
Als der Krieg begann, wurden sie zu Flüchtlingen.
Auf ihrem Weg nach Deutschland, trafen sie auf so viel Elend und Hass.
Zusammen mit Jamal, habe ich eine Geschichte geschrieben.
Eine Geschichte, die ihm viel bedeutet.
Eine Geschichte über seine jetzige Lage und seine Erlebnisse.
Für mein Freund Jamal, der seine Heimatstadt im Herzen trägt, während er unter der Deutschen Flagge hier wohnt.Toate drepturile rezervate

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