Alone+On+a+747

Here I am -- alone on this Boeing 747. I am going to another country to go to school. I am happy and excited. But I am also lonely. My family and friends are at home. I am up here in the sky, halfway over an ocean. I am not afraid, but I am worried. What will my new life be like? Where will I live? Will people be friendly? Will I learn enough Engllish to go to school? WIll someone meet me at the airport? Four hours ago, I was at the airport in my country. My family and friends were with me. Everyone was saying, "Good-bye, Juan. Good luck." I looked at my parents' faces. I saw big smiles with white shiny teeth. I knew that they were proud of me. But I also saw tears in their eyes. I knew that they were going to miss me. At home it is two o'clock in the afternoon. My family is learning to live without me. And now I must learn to live without them. My parents want me to go to school. I want to go to school. So here I am on this airplane. I must stop thinking about my family and friends. I will be in a new country in three hours. I must be brave because I will have a lot to do.