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By Rodrigo Shutt

My great great-grandfather was born on 18^th August in Syria. According to my grandfather he was a great guy and he was called Coriolano. He had only one child that I don´t know the name.

Coriolano was in the 2^nd world war. He was only twenty-five when he killed the first guy in the war. He killed his sergeant, because his sergeant called him, son of a bitch, and in Syria you can’t say this word to someone. So he came to Brazil as a refuge.

In Brazil he got married to my great-great-grandmother and they had one child, my great grandfather.