As a child, I was always fascinated by the forest. I dreamed of it and I wanted to see it. I was born in a small town called Toumodi, in central Ivory Coast, West Africa. At the age of two, my older sister took me to Abidjan, the political capital of Ivory Coast. At age seven, I felt torn between my love of nature and my desire to pursue a career as a writer. Then I found a way to combine the two. Every summer, I would spend time with my father and mother with the goal of helping them on the farm. My father had a lot of resources, two cocoa fields, three coffee fields, two rubber fields and also raising castles and raising poultry. He had more than ten workers and also had a few vans for connecting his farms. First of all, I always go to the farm with a notebook and a pen, I remember, my father was He would make fun of me and tell me: "I don't think your place is between us because the field and have nothing in common. He couldn't understand me but my book and pen were for my report after visiting a farm. that time, I wanted to have a passion for writing. My main goal was to mention every detail and be able to report daily to my older sister. Over the years, my love for writing grew so strong that I couldn't wait for summer to arrive. Sometimes when I come back to the city, I miss nature so much and I had to beg my sister to accompany me to the park just for my writing inspiration. When I arrived at the park, just the smell of the trees made me feel like I was on one of my father's farms. As I practiced my writing, I began to get better and better at school. My teachers could see the drastic change in my writing skills. I always have something to write, because I have a big family and... middle of paper... a finished arm. I will try not to remember, the past will be the past. I tried very hard to move forward with my writing. However, I started writing about the city and what it offers to young people like us. But after a few years, I came to the United States and my writing life changed for the second time because of English. I am of French origin and all my writings were in French, how do I have a connection? Things started to be very hard for me I see, a scene, I wanted to write again, but how to start, where to transfer my thoughts from French to English? Even if I wanted to, I don't have the right word in English, I was like a newborn learning to speak, I tried but it was very difficult, Today things are not going well better, but at least I'm trying to write words together and I hope that one day I will have the same writing life as in French, and that I will be even better..