Bonjour,
My father lost his jod three weeks ago, and from since he never found a job again.
Mom doesn't work and my parents have to feed their 7 children. We are 9 in all in the house including ma, and pa. So dad decided to move to the USA to try to have a better life there.
So one week later dad started to worry about our living. There was almost no food left and no more money. Mom and dad then decided that we should get started to pack and go. On the next day everyone were ready. Dad prepared the wagon and the horses. Mom was sad to leave the house behind. I could see her sad face. Dad took the John and Adrien , my two oldest brothers in front and us other girls were at the back. Simone, the youngest of us all was crying because she did not find her little doll. I was very sad to leave my house. I hold tightly on Ma.
It was a long ride.I was sleeping when suddenly the wagon stopped. Dad called us all to come out. There was rushing river in front of us ,mom was worried but dad took the lead and told us all to take our shoes off. One by one we had to cross that cold water. Simone was on Ma's back. After that we that we all crossed dad and mom hugged us all.
We went back to our waggon, and continued the road, after a long long drive we finally arrived in the USA. When we stepped out dad kissed the floor and thanked God that we arrived safely there.
Now dad has a new job and we all adapted the new life style here.
I love there houses here, but I still miss our house in Scott land.
Voila, j'espere t'avoir aide !!!!
