It's been exactly one year since I first started writing in my diary. So many things have changed. I'm living in London now and I hate it. It's dark, gray, and ugly. Everyone's is such a hurry that they never have time to stop and smile. They certainly don't have time to notice a little girl like me.
The interpreter at the airport said we were lucky to be here.The British government has decided to allow us to stay here for a while until things get better in our own country. She said this would be our home for a while.
London is dark and grey and people are in a hurry. The village has beautiful spring sunshine and people are very