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FC: My Journey To America By: Abigail Coupe | Good-bye Italy, Hello America! | My Journal... Plus Pictures! ------->

1: February 20, 1894 Dear Journal, I'm SO upset right now. Yesterday was my 12th birthday, and you know what my gift was? My parents told me we are moving to AMERICA! I can't believe it. America?? That is the most random country; it's all the way across the ocean! And what about my friends? Our neighbors? Our aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents, are we just supposed to leave them here? We have to take a boat ride and I'm only allowed one backpack, because we don't own suitcases. Oh, by the way, my name is Abigail and I'm from Italy. Well, I'm IN Italy, not for much longer though. Soon I have to say good-bye to my friends.

2: Later February 20, 1894 Dear Journal, I can't believe it. I told my friends, and we all sat there, VERY, VERY sad. But then one of them, Grace, broke the silence by telling us that her family was coming, too. I was happy, but still sad about leaving. Maybe having her there will make it better...

3: This is the Italian Flag.

4: February 25, 1894 Dear Journal, It's official. My sister (Emma), my parents, Grace and her family, and I are all leaving TOMORROW. We sold our furniture and house to people in our town and packed our stuff. And they had to sell most of my toys and some of my clothes. I only have some clothes and my favorite stuffed dog. I asked my parents why we had to leave, why now? They answered that we were leaving because my dad needed to find better work for more money, and that the “New World” (Which is just America, I don't know why they call it the New World) has good fortune and stuff. I thought we had good fortune and didn't need any more money, but apparently not. Emma actually seems HAPPY about this. Then again, she's 5 years old and she's happy about everything. It's hard to think that I'll never see this place again. Good-bye, home.

5: Things I Brought.... | Things We Left Behind.... | This is our old house | This is one of the chairs that we had to sell. | This is Bobby, my stuffed doggy that I can't live without because he reminds me of Italy and the family we left behind. | Abigail Coupe From: Italy Destination: America | Luggage Tag

6: February 26, 1894 Dear Journal, We're on the boat. It's so stuffed in here; I'm practically sitting on Grace! Oh, Grace says, “Hi”. There's no walking back now. And I have a feeling that this will not be a very fun or exciting boat ride.

7: The boat (Unfortunately) was NOT as nice as this one looks.

8: February 28, 1894 Dear Journal, This boat ride is terrible! All I've eaten in the past week is rotten bread and gross soup. If we don't get off this boat soon, I'm going to be VERY mad. I am secretly wishing that we will just turn around and go home. The good thing is my parents and sister are here. Grace and her family, too (which is just her and her mom and dad). Plus, I met a new friend. Her name is Carmelita and she is from Spain. She speaks a little English, like me. That was the only other stop on the boat. We are now great friends.

9: Spanish Flag (Where Alice is from) | The soup (If you think it doesn't look bad, you're wrong)

10: March 3, 1894 Dear Journal, We are here! We arrived yesterday at Ellis Island, and let me tell you now, it was like PARADISE! I was finally off of that stupid boat, in America, and on LAND! The Statue of Liberty was really amazing to see. So Grace, Carmelita, and I were all super excited to get to the island, however when we got there we weren't so thrilled. The people there wrote down our names first. It was really hard to talk because we needed a translator (For the little English we know so far). It was also really hard to walk because there were so many people. After we trudged through the crowd, we had to take a lot of tests, for intelligence and health. They had to make sure we were smart enough to work and stuff and that we weren't bringing any diseases into the country.

11: This is what Ellis Island looked like from the boat. | The Statue of Liberty!! | Finally... LAND!

12: Plus, they had to fumigate our clothes and pick through our hair to see if there were any knots or bugs. My sister, mother, and I got split up from our father because in this big room, they put us in two groups: Men on one side and women and children on the other. Grace and her mom were with us, too, and we all hoped that our fathers were together. This next part REALLY surprised me: Carmelita got sent back to Spain! It was because her younger brother didn't pass the health test (Because he had the stomach flu) and her mom didn't want them to split up like a lot of other families. After that, we had to trade our Lira (Italian “money”) for U.S. “money” (Which sounds really weird to me: Money). We had to stay the night (I honestly have no idea why). A lot of kids were crying, and I didn't understand why. I was starting to warm up to this “New World”. At dinner, they gave us food, which I found really nice. First thing in the morning, they set us free! We got on the boat and headed for some place called New Jersey. I like it so far. It turns out that not everything is how it seems, and even the bad things can turn out being good.

13: This is the room where we had to wait, and at dinner time they set up tables for us to eat at. | American "money"

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