On the first birthday of the Prophet, my best friend came to my house and we laughed, played, and watched a horror movie. On the next day, I slept well, and on the third day, I went to school and the waiting guests arrived. My aunt and her son Reda, who is 47 years old, his kind and beautiful wife, Iman, and his young children, Rayan, who is seven years old, and his younger brother, Yannis, who is five years old. I played with them all day because they were very attached to me, oh yes, as they say, as you judge, you will be judged. When I was young, Reda used to play with me and take me to the café with his friends. I knew his friends well. There was one named Radwan and another named Younis. Just as my dear brother Reda used to play with me when I was young and he made me happy, I now play with his children and make them happy. These two little ones made me wish I could become a mother
