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Moving Away From Home-Personal Narrative

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Have you ever experienced to be separated from your love ones? Me? I’m about to. Here I am, together with my family. Leaving our friends and relatives behind. 4000 miles away from home. I never imagined myself away from them. How am I supposed to live? I don’t know anyone. I have no idea about this country. What is it again? Oh! Yes, Australia. The further I get from them, the heavier it is to lift my foot from the ground. Seeing their eyes glistening because of the tears continuously flowing from their eyes, makes me want to go back to their arms. All this sadness was replaced as I saw my dad smiling. Welcoming us with his warm arms. Opposite from the cold weather of this alien country. He looked different from his newly shaved beard and moustache. The small hairs that were left on his chin are poking us as he tries to kiss us. I missed this. The smell of grease on his shirt is still there. Nothing changed. I remember what he said an hour before we enter the airport; “Just go where the most people are.” We followed his advice and surprisingly, we survived and reached this place alive. In fact, it is our first time alone in an airport, and travel in airplane. The feeling is different. Different from the jeepney that I used to ride. The motion of the airplane gives me a …show more content…

30 minutes have passed when we got there. We asked our dad ‘are we already here?” for about twenty times with that 30 minutes. I’m tired. It’s hot. The sweat from my forehead is dribbling down my neck. These layers by layers clothes were heavy, that makes me hard to walk. The first place we went to is a bank. The text that I saw in the screen is remarkable; “Account balance: $50.00” Can we buy anything with that money? Are we able to buy food, for six people, with that money? I just then realised that it’s hard to make money for living. It’s harder when only dad is working to support the six of us. How can we help them? We are just a

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