Who is Badr El Ghazaoui?
You know, I always ask this question to myself. I Honestly don't know the answer, or at least I don't have a specific one. Let us begin from childhood to my twenty's.
Casablanca
I grew in the biggest city in Morocco, everyone is shouting, running and stressing, mostly about nothing. This is the beauty of Casa, you meet a lot of people, you see a lot of outfits, mentalities even nationalities, at first it feels like a Movie, pretty close to Le Voyage dans la Lune.
Very chaotic, weird, funny, lovable.... I feel like if Stockholm has it's syndrome, Casa should too. In it too I passed the most beautiful years of my life In Group Scolaire Le Cedre , Maarif, Casablanca. I studied from from early toddlerhood all the way through high school graduation, knew a lot of people that I remember now only by name, it's so weird how you spend years of your life with someone and in the span of months like nothing ever happened. I remember my school door by door, floor by floor, wall by wall. I played in it, learned in it, and left it. I got in as a little angel, left with knowledge that the world I knew after 16pm watching cartoons and eating my mother's hot meals was in fact the beautiful side of life.
Like most students in Morocco, I fought through high school to get my baccalauréat hoping to be someday a person, not famous but just make my parents proud. I chose Science as my Major in first baccalaureat where I passed the regional exam with 17,75/20. Will never forget that grade because I really suffered for it, doing homework in the tram in front of people, reciting Quran and History till my tongue was white . at final I got 19,75/20 in Islamics . 19,75/20 in History and Geography . 18,75 in French . and 13/20 in Arabic . After That I made the choice to do Physics-Chemistry in my 2nd baccalaureat year. Where I took my baccalaureat in high honors, here i thought i was relieved.... More was waiting.
Encg Settat
I still remember my last day of exams in Baccalaureat, I went out with my friends to the beach. I ran till I had no breath, smilled, laughed like I had won a million dollars. They were happy for me, I didn't know that I should prepare for a future, a real one outside usual classmates names that were recited every year. The time had come where I saw people going to national competition for elite schools, I stressed, thought of going to China. Met with a refusal from my parents, I tried to run from my fear. I did eventually face it in the night before ENCG national comptetion. Why I chose ENCG? just because I found my name in the list of participants that I never even remember I applied for, stayed up all night preparing for an exam people spend months or a whole year preparing for. In a major that I knew nothing about..... I got in.
First day at l'ENCG, I hear " Welcome, you are now the Elites of Morocco". Really? have I made it? the past two years of grinding really gave their fruits?. Well they kinda did and not, In Settat I learnt a lot of things, good and bad. I learnt the dark side of many things I only used to hear in the radio and thought that were jokes. I learnt that Morocco is really the best country in the world, we have the best people, the best programs and the best students if you see the good side of things. The thing I didn't pay attention to all this time, is that I was physics. I literally know nothing about Economis, not a thing beside the basic supply and demand rule that runs the world. Well I passed the year, met a lot of people that helped me pass my year with Honors ( In the Moroccan grading system ), I learnt a lot of things, In school and Outside. L'Encg will always be a mark in my head.
France
One Night, 2nd year at l'ENCG. I thought deeply about my future, asked my self, do I want a national career or an international one. After hours of speaking to myself, I made the step in December 2025 with an Instagram message to a school In France, and the rest 6 months of sweat and interviews and a lot of paperwork, was history. Here I am now , in a new adventure, trying to answer the question: Who am I ?. I thank my family for all their efforts, they really did it all for me . I hope one day I can repay them, I really do.
While the origins of the name Badr aren’t known, it’s early usage was by Ancient Arabic Nomads who travelled at night under the Moon. And Here they named the full Moon : Badr .
Came a man named Badr who dug a well between Mekka and Medina (Saoudi Arabia), that well will be used centuries later to win one of the biggest Battles in Islamic History : The Battle of Badr .
Nearly 2 millenniums later, the name of that battle will be used to name this guy:
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I don't know if I am meant for more, or less. For everything,or nothing. What I know is I will keep trying as long as I am alive and this blog is my testimony, even if no one sees it.ENJOY!