Papa was able to find very good excuses not to witness the births of my brother and sister: once the birth happened in the operating room, the other time Dad was away parking the car. Me, I was the lucky one: Dad was there ! In fact, he was the only person to witness my birth (except for Mummy), as when the firemen arrived, I was already 10 minutes old (and the emergency doctors arrived yet two or three minutes later). My name is Alanis and, thus, I was born on May 9, 2005, at 8:44 a.m., on the front passenger seat of Mum and Dad's car, which had just been parked in emergency at the bus-stop « Perrache-Carnot ». Finally, I ended the journey to the maternity hospital traveling in the firemen's truck. Mum and I are in very good health. Samuel, Koupaļa, and Dad are just shining. Only the car's seat looks awful.
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