My name is Luisa Palmeira. I'm ten years old. My family are all Portuguese. But me, I'm French, I'm not like them, I don't make any mistakes when I speak. My mom, she's more beautiful than Marilyn Monroe, except for when she wears glasses. My dad, he's got a red motorbike and he let's me win when we arm wrestle. The other day, he told me that he was going to disappear. But me, I don't believe him.