I barely finished school (Gymnasium / a mix between High school and College).Immediately after school I served my country in the Civil Service, working for 18 months in different hospitals all over the country. I was kicked out of one hospital because I tapped into the phone system in the basement to call my friends in Miami, Florida who had just emigrated a few months earlier.Besides that little incident I passed my time without anymore exciting events and even learned a few things here and there. On the last day of my service I packed my belongings and went directly to the train station, on my way to Miami. This concludes the first part of my life. I have left out many sections that would surely interest you, but would also be of some shock value to others. Besides other obvious hurdles I do not think I would ever have a chance to be elected president. Some of you will understand what I mean. I took the train to Belgium, the ferry to England and a bus to Heathrow International Airport. From there it was an 8 hour flight to Miami.

Upon arrival I had the immediate pleasure to meet a Cuban taxi driver. Although he himself was of course an immigrant, he was nevertheless not too fond of the same. This was actually the first time in my life that I was directly subjected to racism. Germans are generally not too thrilled about their Turkish immigrants either, but I never really paid much attention to that stupidity. But you have to come to America to experience the harmony of races first hand. Arriving at my friend's house I received a warm welcome and felt instantly at home.