Hello. My father is Egyptian and mother Irish. I have an Egyptian name, curly brown hair, olive skin and light Brown eyes. My sister is lighter in skin with green eyes.
My father left shortly after I was born, upset that my mother had not produced a boy. There is 7 years between myself and my sister and there was no chance of another child.
He came back and stayed intermittently and my childhood is scattered with memories of when he stayed. The memories, I'd rather forget. Violence towards my mother and emotional abuse. He tried violence with his children too but our mother protected us, to her detriment as she would deal with the brunt of his anger.
There are horrendous stories I won't go into now. He has just returned on the scene after 15 years, looking for a kidney transplant.
Don't know why I'm writing all of this on a board on an internet website. Therapy maybe.
Oh, and baclawa! The finest thing to come out of Egypt. Don't get me wrong, I am proud to be half Egyptian. I love the history and the country. I just hate my dad.