When I was 10 years old I had to leave my country.
My name is KJ and this my story. I was very sad because bad people threw bombs at my Syrian world. Then we had to run somewhere where it was so safe for my family to go. We went to a refugee camp.
In the refugee camp it was very cold and it was very boring. We had to sleep in tents, there were hundreds of other people. We didn't get to go to school. We didn't have much food. It was sad that we didn't have much food. But there were lots of kids and we all played soccer. That was the best part of the refugee camp.
Then some people came from New Zealand to ask Families if they wanted to go with them back to New Zealand. We agreed that we can go live with them.
When we got there they taught us lots of english. I learnt lots of english at school. When I got to go to school there it was very fun learning english because it was different and I learnt a different culture. I made lots of new friends at school. I also taught my friends some syrian. My family was happy.
