The multicultural soon-to-be 16 years old who likes to be known as ‘seiko’ – meaning force and truth, has a way with words, dark lipstick and making an entrance. Just like the stars, she is beautiful and very mysterious.

When one looks at this girl, they would automatically pay attention to the face. Her thick, wavy, dark brown hair gracefully falls down to her shoulders and encircles her diamond-shaped face, covering the ears she had that looked like those of her mothers. Her face in a very mysterious way, looked carefree like a child’s face does. A pale white skin usually brings out her smooth and clear complexion. Her slightly arched chestnut brown eyebrows highlight her emotions by moving up and down as she reacts to her world around her. Her large deep honey-brown eyes resembled her mother’s yet behind all the strength is fear. She’s the type who doesn’t need to tell you how she feels because it’s written all over her eyes. Her lashes are black as her soul and long as the list of people she hates. Her cheeks would usually be tinted pink and lighted above the light freckles she recently grew. Her curved and beaky nose gives her a little girl look that makes people want to smile when she talks. Her mouth is a small mouth outlined by puffy lips that she often accentuates with dark maroon lipstick. When she smiles, which is often, her well formed and even, white teeth brighten up her whole face. She is of medium height, slender, delicately built with a thin waist. Her shoulders are rather broad and has ‘muscley’ toned arms that she is very proud of. She has the needed meat of a lady – boobs and ass – the genes of a typical Arab.

When she’s not in her usual school attire, you can see her wearing blue jeans, trainers and a cotton black blouse when she’s in a rush, spaghetti top matching it with a skirt and knee-high socks when she feels like dressing up, or in a tight dress that usually shows off her curves and heels that accentuates her legs. When she dresses up, she would always try to show some skin. The jewelries she wears to finish off her outfit, sometimes, is very simple – a chocker, golden bracelet, and her mum’s favourite ring. Everywhere she walks, she walks with style. She can turn an ‘ukay ukay’ outfit look like it’s bought from a branded shop. She has her own way of styling herself and that’s what makes her different from the rest of the people around her. When she walks, she ‘pulls up’ – popping her busts outwards with her head held up high with a fierce look on her face. She gives you the impression that she doesn’t want to be bothered. With her phone usually in her hand and headphones in her ears, that’s the way she likes to keep it, undisturbed.

This girl knows how to make an entrance. When she walks into the room, everyone would turn to look at her. She wasn’t only beautiful, but also intelligent. She’s a grammar-nazi and ‘human dictionary’ – she knows every single word, how to pronounce it and use it correctly. She’s in love with different languages and learning them, – Japanese, Korean, Italian, German, Arabic – you name it! She has a thing for accommodating new information and learning new things from different cultures, religion, states, and everything else. She know’s what she is talking about when she talks. She knows how to take her stand and prove a point as if she’s fighting battles against politicians, businesses and other strong opponents. She has a very lively as well as wise expression in her, but most impressible is the deep love and peace she transmits to everybody when she speaks to an audience. She has these very calm gestures that are more convincing than any powerful and eloquent talk. When you watch and listen to her you cannot help but agree with her, i guess that made her so successful and interesting. She has a voice that can be calm, loud, clear and intriguing that could move mountains and sometimes she has a voice that can be rusty, harsh and very loud that bother ears. She’s like that ringing in your ears that will stick around for years. When she talks, she moves a lot to keep her concentrated and paint a picture on what she’s trying to say or emphasise. A lot don’t know, but when she’s concentrating on something, she’s very focused and can’t be bothered and that makes her ask what has just happened or makes her ask to repeat was has just been stated or said.

In spite of having been born in Dubai in November 2000, she had nothing of a typical Arab behaviour about her. You won’t know what she’s thinking unless you’re in her mind, she’s the type who would leave you going to bed every night, terrified of losing her. She has the courage to do what’s right in tough situations and has the loyalty to her friends and loved ones. She’s not the type who fancies sarcasm or sarcastic statements – she’s very straight forward and honest. She’s a very outgoing person who is very social, but she can get very grumpy and vulgar when she’s on her monthly monster, when it’s hot, or when people don’t want to take the time to listen to her. She’s not the very religious type of girl, she likes to break the rules sometimes. At times of rush and excess work, she can become very lazy, easily distracted and dependant on others to do things for her – the traits that many people would like to discourage from her. She’s the girl who smiles politely when people look at her, the one that says positive things when everyone else is complaining, the girl that gives advice from the heart and tips generously. She is clothed with strength and dignity and laughs without fear of the future.

The girl who seems to be in her own world and is the face of Stonyhurst Southville International School – Malarayat, an inspiration though she doesn’t know it, my best friend and younger sister, Sofia Firas Alvez Mazloum.



The featured image is Sofia Firas A. Mazloum.


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