<-Kedzierski.com-> Marcin ~ Bio

Well where do we start. Ok, my name is Marcin Kedzierski and I was born on the 7th of August 1983 in Kuwait. To be exact, in Al-Adan hospital. I am the first child of my parents Marek and Badiah. I first attended school at the age of 4 were I studied at the English School Fahaheel in the south of Kuwait. Well i don't remember much from those days because of my age but i bet it was fun. Anyway life in Kuwait was fun until august 2nd 1990 when Iraq attacked Kuwait and took over the country. I at the time was in Germany with my brother, Miron, and my dad on my holiday so i didn't know what was happening at the beginning. The problem was that my mother was in Kuwait while all this was happening.

My mother woke up at 6:00 am when she heard a large explosion. After looking out the windows she didn't see anything. At first she thought that might have been a plane crash or something must have exploded. The sound was too loud too have been a normal traffic accident. 30 minutes later a neighbor, who was a police officer, came to our house and told my mother that Iraq had attacked Kuwait and that they had to get away from here as soon as possible. The explosion my mother heard was a rocket fired by the Iraqis at a building 1 km away from our house. At the begining she was scared like everybody else. Somehow she got the neccesary documents to get away. Her trip took her by bus from Kuwait to Baghdad in Iraq. Than by plane to Amman in Jordan, and by plane from Jordan to Poland.

After my mum arrived in Poland, we went to live with my aunt in Wejherowo. A town in the north of Poland 50 km's from Gdansk. It was very tough because everything we had was in Kuwait. Our house, cars, my school and most important of all my parents jobs. If had been a little bit older i would have been a little worried, but i was 7, my brother 5. We were just kids so we didn't really care about what was happening because we didn't exactly understand everything. After the liberation of Kuwait on the 26th of February my dad got a call from his boss back in Kuwait. "Marek, we need you back as soon as possible". So in march my father left for Kuwait on an Air force Transporter. Even after my father had arrived, there were still some Iraqis left so the daily gunshot was heard. My dad told me how he didn't see the sun for a year. After the Iraqis retreated they set fire to almost all of the oil wells in Kuwait. The black smoke produced covered the sky and therefore it was night 24 hours a day. People had to wear special masks so that they could still breathe. Me, my mother and brother left Poland to go back to Kuwait in 1992. After arriving we were surprised at the "black clouds" i.e. oil well smoke. There was no more sun for along time. After the oil wells were extinguished and the country was somewhat rebuilt we were able to go back to school. In the beginning there were only 5 people in my class. Months went by and the number of people returning increased until almost all my friends were back in the country and we could start living normally.

Oil Wells Burn Outside Kuwait City
Oil well fires rage outside Kuwait City in the aftermath of Operation Desert Storm. The wells were set on fire by Iraqi forces before they were ousted from the region by coalition forces.

In 1997 our school hired a new music instructor called Mr. Witold Wnuk. Little did i know that he was one of my dad's Polish friends and was the co-founder of the Kuwait Phil harmony. After a 2 week recruiting process i was picked the drummer of the school band. At the beginning i didn't take it that seriously, but after a couple of concerts i started getting the hang of it. After one of my school friends, James, bought a guitar, we decided to form a band. At first it was called Highly Corrosive and later Genocide. James wrote the songs and we just jammed at every possible moment we could. I didn't have my own drum set so James used to bring his guitar to school and we played in the music room whenever it was empty. It was fun but in 1998 James left to the UK and we disbanded. After that i never gave up and tried to setup a band of my own. It didn't work out. There weren't that many people interested in being in a band, and if there were they were already part of a band. So i had to wait until i got to Poland to see if it was possible there. 1999 was my last year at school. I graduated in May 1999 and left to Poland to live there and study in Lodz. Lodz is a city in central Poland with a population of 1 million people.

In September i moved in with my cousin Ania who was attending university in Lodz and her room-mate Marta.. It was fun having a different lifestyle than that which i had in Kuwait. Lodz is a former industrial city that was pretty badly destroyed during World War II. Nowadays there is only one thing that you absolutely have to visit...... Piotrkowska. It is the main street in Lodz with shops, malls, hotels and restaurants all along the 4 km street. Except for the weather and crime in Lodz (i was mugged on Piotrkowska), it is a nice city. The other major problem is that the city council only seem to care about Ulica Piotrkowska. The street is always clean and all the buildings along it have been renovated. Other than that the city is still old and well ...... ugly. All the buildings need renovation, the streets need to be re paved (too many potholes) and that would help the cities image to outsiders. After staying for 1 year i moved to my aunt in Wejherowo in 2000. In the summer my dad and brother arrived from Kuwait for their holiday. We all went for a long trip across central and southern Europe with my aunt and Wujek Wlodek, Cioca Ewa, Asia and Ania from Sieradz. We visited the Czech Republic, Austria, Slovenia, Croatia, Italy and Germany. It was one of the best trips in my life and i had a lot of fun. You can find some of the pictures in my pix page.

I stayed in Wejherowo until March 2002 when i left back to Kuwait. I have a lot of good memories from Wejherowo. It is and always will be my hometown even though i was born in Kuwait. Most of my family lives there and a lot of my friends so i always have something to come back too. In Kuwait i was waiting to get my student visa to study in the states. I got the visa and am now preparing myself to leave. The reason i didn't go earlier is that i was only 16 when i finished school so it was a bit too early. Now I'm 19 and i think mature enough to go by myself and study. I hope everything works out. I hope you enjoyed this as much as i enjoyed writing it. Thanx and Bye.