My name is Alex and I live in North London, but I was born
in Rwanda and was brought over here by my father. I only have one sibling – a brother-
his name is Simon and we have been through and witnessed a lot together. I say
to my dad that I want and hope to go back to Africa one day, however he isn’t so
keen. My dad was a war photographer; he’s done photography in awful and traumatic
settings, one being the Rwanda Genocide, hence the reason he doesn’t want me
going back. I can’t go into any further detail about that today, maybe another
time? Anyway, I’m currently studying at Cambridge University and I absolutely
love it. I have a passion for art and my dad says I’m amazing at it, but I haven’t
seen him in like 6 months, for all I know he might not even like it anymore. I
want to know my past in order to know
where I’m going but I feel like I’m being stopped, like something is being
hidden from me. I dunno I’ve just come to a point in my life where I feel like
I should be doing more. Honestly I‘m actually really confused and slightly
angry. Well, that basically sums up me! Bye guys and make sure you keep reading
my blog!
From Alex.
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