This is me.

I am from the village of Khwaja Umari, near Ghazni. I try to find it in Google Maps, but it's not there.

I had never seen a train before I came to Europe.

Me and my sister Mahya.

My mom is sometimes sad in Germany because she can't cook for my family here.

My mom and two sisters, Mina and Mahya.

My sister Mina. She has changed a lot since we came to Germany. She talks to people. I never see that before.

A map of my trip.

My student card.

The first girl I like in Germany is in school. She's very quiet. When I ask her if she wants to play, she said her parents won't let her because the terrorists are here.

My school in Afghanistan was a tent. It was very hard to sit inside because it was cold.

I feel safe here.

I was very fat in Afghanistan, but in Germany, I don't eat much. I have two sandwiches with chocolate and jam.

The streets are too clean.

I am the only boy in the family. I feel like my parents love me more than my sisters. That's how it is in Afghanistan.

It's my first Christmas in Germany. At my camp, we have a big tree. I don't know why German people keep Christmas trees in homes. I never see it before.

Christmas Day.

Our puzzle.

I never see a shop with so much food.

Today we eat rice and vegetables, with no bread or Coke Cola.

At camp, my family should go upstairs to get food and wait in line.

My little sister Mahya stop growing in Germany because she didn't eat.

My family (without Mahya).

Mahya.

My mother and father. I worry about them sometimes.

Hi, my little sister. I'm Milad. I come to visit you at the hospital. You are so cute and nice with long hair. I hope that you are good, and always take care of yourself.