Day 32

Dear Diary,

We lost Rashida and Omar. I am lucky I did not lost Bibi is because our belts are tied together. There is water in the boat! The water level is up to my waist! Bibi and I scoop the water out of the boat with our vegetable tins. It is hopeless. There is still a lot of water in the boat. Even the sailors are in the water, struggling to get up onto the boat. We are very cold. We continued scooping the water, as I thought about my Dad's ancestor, baking loaf after loaf of bread. Bibi was totally exhausted. Bibi had been scooping for a very long time. A lot of men can't believe that she can keep going for that long and don't understand. I know why. The reason is that her father was a baker that have perseverance.

Day 31

Dear Diary,

I dreamt about the football team I'm in, the peaceful life in Australia, my parents are among the spectators. My hips hurt. Suddenly, I heard Bibi's scream. Then I woke up. Bibi is holing tightly on me, screaming at the top of her voice. A huge dark wave is crashing onto us!

Day 30

Dear Diary,

Then people started to shout. There is another boat coming towards us! For a moment I thought it was Mum and Dad's boat. The men on the other boat are holding weapons! I realised that they are pirates. I hold Bibi closer to me. Several pirates jump onto our deck. I thought the smugglers would fight with the pirates, but instead, they shook hands with the pirates. Rashida thinks that they are abandoning us. She is right, they took all our money and wanted to run away. The pirates are very cruel. One of them drag a woman to the deck and took off their blankets and coats. I understood now. They are not looking for money, they are looking for girls without their parents. Bibi and Rashida are in trouble. Omar and I quickly helped them to disguise as boys. Then we practised football skills, hoping that nothing would happen to us. The pirate grinned. He tried to kick my football but failed and he fell down. He turned furious. He kicked me hard on my hips. It hurts a lot. I beg Bibi not to attack the pirates. She did not. Omar was holding her tightly. Rashida rubbed my hips. Tears began to trickle down my cheek. Finally the pirates are gone.
My hips are really painful but I felt grateful that we all are safe.
The smugglers had abandoned us.
We are all starving.
We are alone, in the middle of the ocean, a group of desperate people and three scared sailors.
I prayed hard.

Day 29

Dear Diary,

We had been on the boat for six days. Bibi was sad. It was her birthday. Everyone wished her 'Happy Birthday'. I pity her. We plan to hold a party for her when we reached Australia. We talked about what the government would give her. Later, we found out that Rashida was born in Australia. She told us about her story. Her relatives were killed in the war. She had to returned to Afghanistan to met her grandfather. The government wouldn't let her go back to Australia. I felt sorry for her relatives. Then I thought about my relatives and parents.

Day 28

Dear Diary,

After I woke up, I don't feel seasick anymore. The sailors suddenly tell us that the price for the trip. We have to pay more. I was dumfounded. We have to pay or else the sailors will turn back to afghanistan. Omar, Bibi and I do not have any money. We are stunned and frightened. I handed them the two loaves of bread, but the sailor claimed that it is not enough. Then Rashida handed them a watch. Her watch saved us. I heaved a sigh of relief. I thanked her profusely. The sailors start the boat again.
As we continued our journey, I prayed hard that this incident would not occur to my parents.

Day 27

Dear Diary,

I felt very nervous. This is the first time I baked a bread myself. Omar like it. I felt seasick. We can only reached our destination one week later.

I thought about the day when we reached Australia.
My family reunion.
The soccer team.
A kind government.

day 26

Dear Diary,

We had not reached our destination yet. I am feeling anxious, afraid that the sailors will do something harsh on us. I also explain to Rashida how is a bread baked. There is water in the boat, it had reached our knees. I think that something is going to happen but the sailors don't care.

Day 25

Dear Diary,

Bibi and I sat with the girl. A woman offered us a tin of soup but I rejected. The girl's name is Rashida. She talks about her parents. I was very touched. Bibi is still veri hungry. Then we talk about what will happen to us when we are at Australia. Then Bibi and I showed off our football skills. There are many things in Rashida's bag. There is even flour inside!

Day 24

Dear Diary,

The journey to Australia is not so good. Omar had been throwing up. We are now starving. I am missing Dad an Mum. Two sailors are distributing noodle soup. I am worried that the sailor would not give Bibi a proper serving. If we do not reach our tins out enough, he would pull us closer by grabbing the arms. One girl asked for more food, the sailor shout at her. She protested. Bibi spoke up for her. The girl then advised Bibi not to. The girl glanced at him.

At this point of time, I liked the girl already.

Day 23

Dear Diary,

I have to move fast. We told the sailors that we are on the wrong boat but they ignored us. Bibi scolded the sailors. Those sailors are really cruel. No matter how hard we pleaded hem, they still ignored us. On second thought, I feel that we better not made them angry or they would not bring us to Australia. We have to remain calm.

Bibi starts to cry. She was worried that she cannot meet Mum again. Suddenly, someone from behind said that her parents are on the other boat too. The boy came to us and handed my precious football to me. He is called Omar. We feel so lucky to be in this boat now, unhurt.

I really hope we can meet our parents as fast as possible.

Day 22

Dear Diary,

I was in the water. I struggled helplessly. Bibi grab hold of me but i cannot hold her tight. Bibi saved me out of the water safely. I thought of Australia and football. Suddenly, I thought of my parents and I jumped up. I got onto a boat and scanned for my parents but none of them were them. Bibi found out that they were on the other boat. We tried to go over to the other boat but the gap between the two boats is wider and wider. We stared at each other helplessly. What will happen to Bibi and I without Dad and Mum?

Day 21

Dear Diary,

Suddenly everyone started moving. I was at a loss. I searched for my parents. Then I spotted them. They are waving to us, signalling us to go to them. I grab Bibi hands, but she let go and wanted to retrieve the football in the water. I told not to, but she ignored me. She used a stick to reach the ball.

Then the boy, who tricked me, said he would get it. He reached down to the water with the stick. Unluckily, he lost his balance and fell into the water. I yelled for help, but to no avail Everyone was rushing. I told the sailor to help but he ignored me. Bibi kicked him. He knocked her down. The sailor threw Bibi to the over side of the boat. I wanted to help but I was too dizzy.