Hello there! Welcome to my world. Let me introduce myself, I’m Chaimae Berohou. I’m sixteen years old and finally a senior at The American School of Tangier. Yes, I know I’m pretty young to be a senior. I happen to be the youngest in my class. Now let me tell you a little bit about my life. I was born in Amsterdam, Holland on the 10th of November 1998. I’ve lived there for about 9 and a half years. I don’t have any siblings, but I have a very close relationship with my cousins. We used to see each other every day and treat(ed) each other like sisters. This made it even harder for us when I came to Morocco. We went from seeing each other every day to only a few weeks a year.

An old picture of my cousins and I "cooking". (My cousin Sarah on the left, my cousin Amal on the right, and I'm in the middle.)
An old picture of my cousins and I “cooking”. (My cousin Sarah on the left, my cousin Amal on the right, and I’m in the middle.)
This is a recent picture of us (January 2015). Just like the other picture, Sarah's on the left, I'm in the middle, and Amal's on the right.
This is a recent picture of us (January 2015). Just like the other picture, Sarah’s on the left, I’m in the middle, and Amal’s on the right.

Summer 2008 is where it all began. My parents decided to move to Morocco, Tangier. Since then, I’ve been living here for seven years. However, I did not study in AST all those years. I spent my first three years in a British school named Chams. I can still recall my first day. I was put in 5th grade in class full of strange faces, new children and new teachers. I did not understand nor speak English and French and my Arabic speaking skills wasn’t one of the best. I felt like an outsider. I felt like I was in a place where I did not belong. However, after the first few days, I quickly got used to it and actually enjoyed school. My second and third year at Chams worsened day by day until my parents decided to switch schools.

My next destination was Roosevelt Private School. Since some of my classmates of my previous school also decided to switch to Roosevelt, it felt as if I was still attending Chams. My English, French, and Arabic skills improved, and since my parents noticed that, they chose to switch to the best school in Tangier; The American School of Tangier.

As a senior, this is my third year at AST. I’ve met wonderful people, the most caring teachers, and the best classmates and friends one could wish for. Even though I haven’t attended this school as long as my classmates have, we still feel and see each other like one big family. But of course, we don’t always agree on the same thing. However, we try to make the most out of everything. I look forward to spending my senior year at AST with the best people making the most memorable moments. “The best memories are the ones that you try to explain but at the end you just say; you had to be there.”