Here I am, just a little boy who lives in Kuwait with his mother, father, and nanny.  I am seven years old, and my name is Ahmed. And I love food. My favorite thing to eat is the chicken nuggets at McDonald's. My mother doesn’t like that I eat chicken nuggets almost every day, but I don’t care.

My mother always tells me,

“Ahmed, stop eating that!”

“Why?” I would ask, as I continued to eat.

“You will be fat when you grow up! And you’re going to get a tummy ache,” she would reply.

“So? Mama, I’m not going to get fat,” I would say.

“Okay, okay, but don’t come back to me when you find yourself a little chubby,” said mama. 

Ahmed, stop eating that!

The next day, I was going to go out to the mall with my family to go eat.

We went to the Olive Garden. We had some good food, but I wasn’t full yet.

I told my parents that I was still very hungry, but they didn’t want me to eat more because they said I’ve been eating too much today. But I didn’t care. Instead I went and got a huge bucket of chicken from KFC just for me. 

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