By Vanya K.
Grade 5, Florida
Country of Origin: Russia

I remember how my family moved from Russia from the land of the tsars to America the land of democrocy and freedom.It was hard and a terrible trip. My best friend's mother died and he wouldn't eat anything for days only a little piece of bread but there was little to eat anyways.There was only one funn moment was when weput a rat on my freinds sister and when she woke up I heard the lodest scream ever, it was peircing my ears. we had good laugh but she was so mad she made a cold water on our bodies. And after a month and a half we made it to...America the country that will save this family's name and preserve it.

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