Journey to America
The word America has been a dream to me since I heard about its freedom. Finally, today , I start my long journey. Natalia, my little sister by a year, and I have packed four outfits each, silverware, photos of our family and friends and other small objects that mean a lot to us. We hope to reach America safely one days from now. I cannot wait to see the Statue of liberty. Freedom is scarce in my homeland, Ukraine, and just the thought makes me cry. The train ride was awful and there were many older passengers in the car we were in. Natalia is already flirting with guys three four even five years older than her. I keep telling her not to talk to strangers but you think she will listen? Olya looks like every other girl in this train station. We asked at least twenty other people what their name was before we found Olya. Natalia asked most of them because I do not like to talk as much as her. Life is well of for the most part. Today we went sightseeing and found the Ukra
Others would threatened to send me back to Ukraine. I have earned enough money to buy myself a telephone and am planning to buy one tonight. Some would include: "Are you single and were you ever engaged?" and "Do you know enough English to survive in America?" There was one good person though. Hopefully we con come to live with our daughters in early May. Enclosed you will find our Christmas pictures that we have took. Polite or in other words David Schovsdi. For now: *Liliya*January 11, 1993 I have a job. He was polite and didn't care if I did not answer correctly. Irina Suschik misses you and wants to visit you in February. Yesterday was the most frantic day of my life. We realize that Liliya's birthday is coming up and the enclosed gift of 50$ is for her. Christmas has been different without you and so has life with out you for the last few days.
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