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FC: My Journey to America | Adelaide Diefenbach's Scrapbook | By: Grace Kim
1: Coming to America....I will never forget it...
2: Dear Journal, Hallo, I’m Adelaide Diefenbach and I’m from Germany. Just a few days ago, my mama told me that we were going across the water to America. My papa left us to go to America for a better life. We did not have enough money for all of us, so my papa left alone to make money for us to come. It has been a few years since then and we recently got money from my papa for tickets to go to America.... | June 17, 1922
3: My brother, sister, and me | My Home
4: We’re leaving tomorrow with my little brother and sister. We did not need to pack much because we are poor and we don’t have many possessions. Good thing that there was a one bag limit. We tried to stay healthy so we could pass the tests to live in America. We are visiting our relatives this afternoon to say our farewells. I will write later.
5: My Relatives | My little sister | My little brother
6: June 18, 1922 Dear Journal, I’m on the port to leave home and I’m grieving. I don’t want to leave my friends and family. I don’t want to leave everything behind just to go to this exotic country. My friends gave me a shell, a bell, and a bag of sand from the beach we play games on to remind me of home. All we’re bringing is a small basket full of ragged clothing and my shabby rag doll....
7: The silver bell my friends found on the beach and they gave to it me | The shells my friends gave to me | My rag doll Ernesta
8: My siblings sobbed in my dress and I silently comforted them. I already did my fair share of crying these past few days, I think I ran out of tears. My mama didn’t cry either, but she seemed very fragile. She had tears in her eyes and was silent. I reflected on the good memories and looked at the family photo we took. In the distance I see a ship sailing towards us. I’ll write when we arrive in America.
9: My favorite food I'm going to miss | My Old Town
10: June 26, 1922 Dear Journal, We made it! We can live in America! It took a few days, but we made it! The ship was so crowded and smelled terrible. The tests took forever and it was hard because I couldn’t speak English. We were slightly delayed because my little brother had a fever. Luckily, he made a full recovery and we were not sent back. The Lady Liberty and the island never looked so beautiful. We met my papa at the “Kissing Post” and tackled him. We kept kissing and embracing him. My mama kept speaking in German so fast I could not understand her, but I knew she meant well. I even met a french girl on the ship and made friends with her. We couldn’t speak to each other directly so we used our hands to speak to each other. Thank you for this new life together!
11: The food I had to eat while I was here | Lady Liberty
12: My Boat ride to America | Ellis Island
13: My new friend | Where I was registered