Thursday, July 9, 2009

Day 15

We were at the refugee camp. A boy came to me and asked if I would like to buy some water. I asked him if he wanted to play football. I kick it to him but he picked it up and runs for it. He was stealing my ball! I chased after him. Then, he drops the ball on the ground. I pick it up. Then I asked someone in a truck with a red cross. He told me all about Australia. Then I found I was lost. Am I a desert warrior?

No comments:

Post a Comment