Hola, Me llamo Jose. I’m 7 years old and I live with mi Mamá, Papá, and younger brother Miguel. While living in Colombia, I lived in a beautiful home on a farm. I had my own room, a bicycle, and a dog named Rocco. I also had many friends that I would play with every day.

One day I heard my parents talking about moving to the United States. I was so confused and asked them: “¿Qué está pasando? ¿Por qué tenemos que movernos?” My parents explained to Miguel and I that we had to move so my brother and I could go to a better school.

we want you and Miguel to go to a better school.

¿Qué está pasando? ¿Por qué tenemos que movernos?

The news made me very sad since I had to leave my friends and dog behind. I laid on my bed that night thinking “mis amigos, mi perro.”  what would happen to them.

Mis amigos, Mi perro.

A few months passed and my family was ready for the move. I said goodbye to my friends including my best friend Rocko. Everybody was sad as we were saying goodbye.

Adiós Jose!

Once we arrived in the United States, I felt nervous because I didn't know how to speak English. I wondered how I would make new friends as I helped my parents unpack.

 The next morning mi mamá woke Miguel and I very early as she made breakfast.

As we walked to school I felt nervous and scared. what if the other kids wouldn't like me or Miguel. What if they made fun of me??

what if the other kids wouldn't like me or Miguel. What if they made fun of me??

Don't worry you'll make friends.