The tales of Amal’s Crimes

A young girl, travelled with her mother and sister to Luug Hayeey. It had sandy beaches, taliors and shops.

It was an amazing trip. I remember waking up six in the morning to go swimming with my aunty Daagaah, my mother Fowzia, my sister Marian and I.

I walking down to the beach. I was there wearing clothes that my mother got me from Dubai. It was leopard print. I called my sister Faysa than sat down in the beach.

There were two guys that ran down to the beach; one of them was called Caaxmaad he was the Haraad or mayor of the town.

There is a lot things that we talked about whilst we were there. There are a lot of things did. I carried my shoes home from the beach. There are a lot I remember saying hi to the guard as I walked away towards where we were all staying.

Raaxo “chilling or relaxation”
Hamood meaning “hard headed”

Quumaasho “ to build” these are the principles of Somali living. These principles have excited since 4th century.

These were the key words Amal began to recognize.