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COMPARING MOROCCAN FOOD TO GERMAN FOOD Myriel october 23 2009


Rabat is very different from the town where I lived in germany because the the food is very different. First, in Germany there are two special kinds of food that we can only buy in Germany. The first one of them is there is a special kind of bread that is called “Laugen”. The other food is a type of noodles which we can make at home but not buy in Morocco, they are called “spatzle” (they taste very good). In germany there are also many Apple, Plum, Cherry and Mirabelle Trees. That we can just eat when we walk by if the farmer is not on the field. I like the food in Germany more than the food in Morocco because my Mother doesn’t cook with much fat and she also doesn’t make meet a lot, but in Morocco they always cook meat and when i eat too much meat I get a Stomach-Ache. The Food is very different from Germany and Morocco however, I still like the German food more.

Animals I like

As we lived a few years in Germany, a friend from my dad asked him if we could buy a horse because he had one but he though that the horse needed a partner so we bought our first horse. He was big and his old owner had died a few weeks ago, so nobody had ridden him for about four years and we though that we would help him when we would buy him. The, our next problem was that he feared the trailer so dad rode him all the way home where he soon got friend with the other horse, now he is easy to ride and had also driven in a trailer. Now, I will tell you how we got to our other five horses. Soon after we bought the first horse (Donn Sisko) we all noticed that he was way too big for us children, so we bought another horse which was smaller and very nice, he was a brown Quarter-Horse gelding (Jeronimo). Later we wanted to ride out with the whole family which was impossible with only two horses so we mmade a pattern which was that we would buy a horse in one summer and in the other summer we would go to vacation until we had five horses (Donn Sisko, Jeronimo, Ortige, Patana, Raja Antares and Chellah). However, when we went to Morocco, we decided to leave the two old onse at home in Germany where my Aunt would take care of them. So, in Morocco I soon missed my left behind horse so much that my Parents decided to look for another horse, after we looked at about six horses we found a nice brown mare that we bought for 30000 DH. Finally, when our first year was ove our Aunt said that it was too much for her to do, so we took the horses to Morocco where we now have six horses which is a lot of fun but of course also a lot of work.
This is my horse story but I also like all other animals on earth.

About Myriel

I was born in Madagascar. I do not remember a lot about it, the only thing I remember is how our garden looked like. There were some Banana and some Apricot trees from which we got our desert in the time they were ready. In our garden were also some big sand pleces where Raphaela (my big sister), Jeschua (my little brother) and I used to play, next to it was the little border from our field, in this border lived a big beard spider. One day when we went out there to play we saw a tiny robins in the spiders net, my dad took it out and we made a little home for it in our sand place. After a couple of day it flew happily away. When I was three years old, my Parents decided to go back to germany, so we took our things together and flew back to Germany with the Air-Plain. After another seven happy years in germany, dad got a message from his Chef that he would get a job from the same firma in Morocco, he asked us if we would agree to go to Morocco and because we all though it would be a nich, new country to explore we said YES. Then, in Morocco I went to RAS where soon improved my english from a few words to a speakable language.