Day fourteen

Bibi kept asking if we were there yet. We lying under smelly old sacks in the back of a truck. I asked Dad where exactly are we going, Dad was reluctant to say but Mum said he should tell us. He finally said we were going to Australia. Suddenly , the truck slow down then stops. I could hear a few men shouting. Mum told us to lie still and not to make any sound. Dad suddenly said goodbye, we must have crossed the border and Dad is saying it to our country.