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Autobiography of My Early Years

Hello!
My name is Wolfgang Munzer. I live in Berlin, Germany with my Mom and Dad. I was born on February 26, 1920 and have just finished secondary school.
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I am currently 18 and hope to attend university to learn electrical engineering. The electronics and machines in the sewing machines have always interested me. We have a nice apartment in the Southwestern district of Berlin but we hope to move into a bigger house if Papa gets the promotion he's been hoping for. 

Papa is the foreign representative for a sewing company. I'm not quite sure what he does but he is always taking business trips all over the continent. I miss him when he is gone but he is a beloved employee, I really hope he gets his promotion. 
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Our house is nice but I would love to be closer to the library in the center of town. I love to read. I walk an hour each day to admire their books. Most of the other kids play sports but, I was never any good. In a small sense, I was cast out. So, I turned to books and fostered a love of learning.

I love living in Berlin, the city is beautiful. And urban life is great, when we have the money we like to attend shows and concerts. My mom is amazing, she used to be a ballerina. So, she always loves to take us to dances. One of the girls at the local dance hall is so pretty but, I'm too scared to go talk to her.




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  1. Freya Karoline LangJanuary 31, 2019 at 10:42 AM

    Halo Wolfgang! Your Papa sounds really cool, and seems to work a lot like my parents. I can't believe your mom was a ballerina! I want to be a ballerina when I grow up. I hope secondary school is fun for you, I can't wait for school!

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