PERSONAL EXPERIENCE
Hello
My name is dimez2023, I am 38 years old I was born
in Ukraine, the city of Chernivtsi. Grew up in Kiev, in 2000
moved to live in Canada. I work at a construction site, like many others In Canada. I learned English at 5 points (that was highest number of points) even in children’s classes, here I learned English by communicating with people, although about first 5 years I hardly talked to anyone, as here at a construction site i have to work very quickly, at least those who are with me have worked, mostly ex-dancers, they worked very quickly and taught me. At first I worked on laying parquet flooring, then I made stairs and railings, and then I started to do a lot of different things. I lived honestly, that is, I did not have to steal, and even now I do not steal.
Many people ask me how it was in prison, well, I tell everything as it was, since I have nothing to hide in principle, had an accident and my former best friend dashed 2 pages on me, that I am a crazy driver, at least my lawyer let me read the papers he took from the police to study my case.
We was friends with this man for 8 years, I had a little money on credit cards, for the first time in my life, well, I wanted to walk up, I never took a penny from him for gasoline, and I constantly treated him and some of his friends, I will not delve into in details. This I mean that at least I did not deserve that some rat would say about me that I am a crazy driver, after I drove him on his business, as always for free.
It was in 2012, an accident, the car ran over the curb, the wheels on the right burst and after I drove off 100 meters, so as not to stand in the middle of the road, the car was already broken, not on the move. Water from the radiator leaked out, and when I was standing in the street calling my tow truck (CAA), such a company, with a discount, then my car key ended up in the pocket of my former friend, he really liked to keep the key of my car with him, either he was afraid that I would drop him off on the road, which he very often deserved for his behavior, or he just liked it. I also often let him drive my car, which the judge and the prosecutor did not believe at the trial, this also had a bad effect on me.
I would like to draw the attention of anyone who read this book, that at that moment when (emobylizer) was in the pocket of another person, exactly at the Victors pocket at that time, the policeman could not start the car, and this was important for me until I had a chance not to go to jail, because one of the police officer lied, that he started my car and drove it 12 fit somewhere and said that when he arrived I was sitting on the drivers seat, while another man pol
