Hi my name is Vi. When I was two years old my mother and my father ran away from my home. It was two weeks of walking when we came up to a river. I knew it was deep cause I heard someone say that.
We had to get on a boat with two hundred others. My parents drowned sadly but thankfully I was in a wooden basket and was washed to shore. After a long time two other refugees that their children had died in the river took me with them. We were off to more challenges. After that we went in a van with two other partners that had lost their child they were crying but what the two people that had took me in did not know was the dead little boy that had died that was in there bag was alive and they heard it scream they looked in they bag and there it was the little boy was alive. They saw the couple that was crying and gave me to them. They stopped crying and smiled.
We arrived at the camp. I had a bed and food. I was happy but then the thing was the people that were next door did not like all the noise that I made so they tried to get me out. They sling shotted me over the fence. I cried and cried till someone found me and took me to an orphanage. It was scary. I had no friends and I didn't speak english. I did very badly in the class.
One day something really weird happened. Someone who looked very familiar was talking to me to my cabern leader and she gleaned at me alot after the talk my leader said to me that someone wanted to adopt me. I screamed well in my head i did.My cabern leader told me that this person was not any person but she was famous. She was lonely, her husband died and she had only a cat. We walked to the person and she picked me up and walked me to her car that was long. She said it was a limbaginey but I didn’t care. Excited I was going to have a home.We went on lots of advenchers and when I was three years old I went to NZ. I went to waitohu school. I have so many friends and when I grow up I am going to be a refugee supporter so the world knows what people are going through.after that we went to a party to celebrate refugees.
