I am no longer English, Dad, by Ahmed Al-Zamam

They are the dreams that are planted in our chests since childhood. What do you want to become when you grow up? A question we have always received from adults, and now we ask each other, and we challenge each other to achieve it while we have not yet left the nest. We were children, and our dreams are unable to grow with us... they no longer suit us... Dreams that life turns into just a silly joke, and whenever memory brings them up, we smile in mockery...