The second year was the same until that summer's period. One Friday, done neighbor's boys were heading towards an industrial zone, which was next to our neighborhood so as to do some temporary jobs there. I unconsciously followed them. When they arrived there, they found me behind them. Therefore, they couldn't kick me back as they had already planned to immigrate illegally in one of the international transports that transported good to Europe from Morocco. Really, it happened that sunny, hot day. We arrived to Sete which I'd one of the French harbors. Once we left the truck, the French police officers arrested all of us.
At the time, the law was so clear, the majors must have brought back to their country, however the less than seventeenth years must have stayed. For me, it was a lucky moment and law.