Growing up Somali

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Every morning I would come running down the stairs, there was my dad standing, he would kiss my forehead. After school it was always dugsi. That's where I would spend most my time giggling away.

Then when we came home my dad would help us with homework, while my mom prepared dinner. Then the queue for showering would start. I would always get told off for playing with the shampoo and taking forever. My mom would bust in on me tho and help me finish. She would get emotional over a little bruise and demand I tell her who beat me lol no one ever beat me I would climb things and fall.
 

Mohamud

ʜᴀᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ
ya i learned quick never tell your hoyo what kid hit you if you get into a fight. always handle that with your boys and the culprit involved. even if you won the fight. never utter a word.

:wow:
 

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Every morning I would come running down the stairs, there was my dad standing, he would kiss my forehead. After school it was always dugsi. That's where I would spend most my time giggling away.

Then when we came home my dad would help us with homework, while my mom prepared dinner. Then the queue for showering would start. I would always get told off for playing with the shampoo and taking forever. My mom would bust in on me tho and help me finish. She would get emotional over a little bruise and demand I tell her who beat me lol no one ever beat me I would climb things and fall.
Somali mothers are always so protective, may Allah bless them :heart:
 
Going dhugsy and watch macalin beat us like POW:hemad: Going home dhugsy after making less than 3 mistakes on my subac:salute:
Watching somali people refer to cadaanka as gaal:pachah1: Translating for random people. Getting asked how and why every boy that visited my house was my cousin by arabs and cadan:mjlol:Nosy and random somali fathers telling me "war bax timaha shanleyso" :damn:Backing up any somali against anybody even friends :lolbron: And who can forget argueing for weeks about who snitched to their mom after getting jumped by madow:deadrose: The amazing baris iyo hilib (sab) at strangers wedding you dont even know:ohlord: Dipping my hand into hoyos boticase to steal ayuuto money :whoo: Dissing faraxs with shitty jobs and clothing and swearing up and down that we would be millionaires by 20:russ: Spreading rumours about the prettiest somali girl in the neighbourhood :mjlol:

All in all, its been alright. I dont know about now, but growing if you had a wedding, thats it everybody near or that could make it was welcome. The theory is "caloosha duceyso" bascially it means if you feed and they make dua for its better then them doing it on an emty stomach.
 

Mohamud

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where do y'all live where madow jumpings is a concerned.

ouchea they be helping us kawal the cadaan kids la hawla

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Mercury

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-always meeting relatives you never heard of

- dugsi I was in a pretty chill one compared to others if we didnt pass the cashar we would get one caramell if we passed we would get 4 My friend quit his dugsi cause they beat you pretty bad if you didnt finish your homework one macalin threw a kid out the window in the middle of winter that dugsi shutdown after that

- if you ate bariis for dinner next day it would be baasto

- making fake cano geel by using sprite or 7 up and sour milk

- when someone says wallahi you would believe him

- when you always gotta be compared to other somali kids

- when you come to a wedding unannounced just for the food and to see whose getting married
 
@Mohamud lived in a small city in england. They had a near monopoly on fear. We never went to their area but they used to leave theirs just kick shit out people
 

Mohamud

ʜᴀᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ
-always meeting relatives you never heard of

- dugsi I was in a pretty chill one compared to others if we didnt pass the cashar we would get one caramell if we passed we would get 4 My friend quit his dugsi cause they beat you pretty bad if you didnt finish your homework one macalin threw a kid out the window in the middle of winter that dugsi shutdown after that

- if you ate bariis for dinner next day it would be baasto

- making fake cano geel by using sprite or 7 up and sour milk

- when someone says wallahi you would believe him

- when you always gotta be compared to other somali kids

- when you come to a wedding unannounced just for the food and to see whose getting married

i have never heard of a dugsi not beating the shit out of you when you mess up your cashar. screwing up in subciis is even worse cause it's just combo smacks for you and your dumb friends.

thank god i wasn't bad at quran recitation. my only smacks came from being loud.
 
My uncle would visit us and say bbc isar adeer we named him bbc. Whenever he came over we would all say BBC is at the door. There was another aunt we named her cnn. :ftw9nwa:
 

Bahal

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@Mohamud lived in a small city in england. They had a near monopoly on fear. We never went to their area but they used to leave theirs just kick shit out people

:dead:

In my neighborhood the goddamn Somalis from Kenyan refugee camps were fucking shook by the madows, the rest of us would fight back but they'd always run

:damn:

Me and my brother once jumped a somali kid for refusing to fight with us, nigga fought from that day on

:damn:
 
-always meeting relatives you never heard of

My friend quit his dugsi cause they beat you pretty bad if you didnt finish your homework one macalin threw a kid out the window in the middle of winter that dugsi shutdown after that

I find it easy to belive this sxb. My dugsy teacher was told a lil boy not older than 10 went to the park instead of dhugsy. macalinka sends few goons after him and brings him into the room. Wallahi he took off his t-shirt and whipped with a very bendy stick. plus we was laughing like its normal. Bear in my this is denmark. You gotta understand these macalins in 90's witnessed the civil war. So for them brutality and savagery only happens if there is blood or bones break.
 
All these comments are bringing back memories. The night before eid i remember all the neighborhood girls used to come to our house to get cilaan/henna done by my mom. It used to be hella fun:stevej:
 
:dead:

In my neighborhood the goddamn Somalis from Kenyan refugee camps were fucking shook by the madows, the rest of us would fight back but they'd always run

:damn:

Me and my brother once jumped a somali kid for refusing to fight with us, nigga fought from that day on

:damn:

LOL :lolbron:. Sxb you would be an amazing recruiter for some guerilla movement. But yh it didnt that everyday every mother would tell us madowga iska ilaali.
 

Mercury

Ha igu daalinee dantaada raac
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I find it easy to belive this sxb. My dugsy was told a lil boy not older than 10 went to the park instead of dhugsy. macalinka sends few goons after him and brings him into the room. Wallahi he took off his t-shirt and whipped with a very bendy stick. You gotta understand these macalins in 90's witnessed the civil war. So for them brutality and savagery only happens if there is blood or bones break.
wow no need to beat him like he escaped from a plantation
 
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