» The Refugees

In the dark, charred garage, I interviewed myself: "Who are you?" I am a refugee, a person without a home. I have a mother, a father, and a baby sister - somewhere. And I have a big sister, right here. Once, I had a hero, a soccer star, who ruled my life ...

The children in this story are separated from their family. The boy buries some special things to keep them from being lost or stolen. Write a diary entry for that day. Imagine you are the boy. What three things would you bury? Explain why each thing is important to you.