I was born in the slums of Iran. A little boy who loved bread. Upon comeing to America he generously gave some of his bread to a group of ducklings. Unknowingly there was a little boy named matthew watching his actions. Matthew ,Matt for short, selfish as he is, wanted some bread to. So he kindly asked Amir for some bread to give to the birds. At the same time a light shined in his eyes, knowing that he had found his first target.