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Dear Newspaper, My name is Kala Tucker, my Mama name is Gulara Tucker, my Papa's name is Mandu Tucker, and my sister's name is Amarina Tucker. I have black hair, dark skin, bright blue eyes, and I am very thin.

We lived in Albany, Australia. Most people could make a good living if they had helping friends.

Australia is an oceania continent between the Indian Ocean and the South Pacific Ocean. The only other bordering countries are Tasmania and Indonesia. It is 7,686,850 sq. km. It is slightly smaller than the United States of America.

I speak English along with the rest of my family. I am a mixture of different religions because my papa and mama are both different.

When I came I was worried about not liking the food, but once I got here I realized tat it is basically the same that we had back home.

I still am going to really miss playing soccer with my friends. My Papa said that there would be plenty of sports for me to try out for. I'm so excited.

Mama was worried that she was going to be treated like she didn't matter. Kind of like she was only there to clean and do chores, but once we got there we realized we were treated just as we treated them.

When we got here we didn't want to give up our holidays so we did both of them. We did theirs and ours.

In Albany, Australia the weather is always rather hot. In the winter it is very hot It gets to be between 68-75 degrees Fahrenheit and rain is very rare. In the summer it gets up to 105 degrees Fahrenheit and is mostly hot and wet.

It has a lot of shops and most people are nice, but some are greedy. My Papa knew the only way my mama could go to a good doctor and he could get a decent job was to leave and go to America.

My Papa decided one morning to get up at 12:00A.M. take clothes, values, and leave. None of us knew where he was taking us, but me , I knew we were leaving for good. I was sad, I didn't want to leave, this was my home and I almost cried, but didn't because I didn't want anyone to know I knew, especially papa.

My mama, Gulara, was very sick and we had to help her move along. It was very hard on her, I mean being sick and having to keep the secret from us.

The first day we went from Albany, Australia to Perth, Australia on a train. Papa had been saving up lots of money because he knew this day would come. The train ride wasn't bad considering we slept most of the way.

It wasn't as sad leaving Albany as when we left from Wyndham, Australia because that's where I did most of growing up. Leaving my fiends without saying goodbye and changing areas with different people, who think even less of you, it was horrible, believe Me! After we ate, so called, breakfast we got back on the train to Geraldton, Australia. Then we stopped there and went inside the train station and got a snack, very little.

Mama kept getting weaker and weaker and it was hard to move along.

We boarded a ship from Geraldton to New York Harbour. The ship ride was a little harsh. The accommodations were very bad because we only had enough money for a 3rd class passage and we still didn't get very much food. The trip took 3 days to come here and unpack.

Our accommodations were not that great in Albany. We lived in a very old brown shack. We had a so-called bathroom, but not much more water. Here is a picture.

After we got to New York Harbor, U.S. Papa found the cheapest apartment, bought it, and we, then and there, unpacked our stuff.

I was very sad, but at the same time very excited. I was sad because I already missed my friends and Papa was already getting me a job. I was excited because I was actually in the United States.

I didn't mind the job because I love playing with animals, but I thought it was a little to soon. Papa didn't agree he said we need to earn as much money as possible. Papa also got a great doctor for Mama.

Papa made enough money with my assistance by the time I was 10 years old to buy a decent house.

We could afford the house because of my job and my Papa's job. The house had 3 bedrooms, a bathroom, a kitchen, and a living room. It was really small, but better than out apartment.

My sister and I are enrolled in a very good school. I have lots of friends and they respect me for my actions and attitude and not just what I look like. My sister has a whole bunch of friends now to. Most of the time when I have a couple of friends over she has a couple over too.

This year will be my 13th birthday. I am going to have one with my family and one with my friends. I don't know what I'm going to do this year.

My family and I found that we got to have a chance at starting a new life here. We got to put our past behind us and go on. Hakuna matata, means no worries for the rest of your days. Since we got a chance to get a brand new start we think that everybody should get the same opportunity as we did.