For me, things are different and confusing around here. It's hot and sticky, basically unbearable. The English language is a bunch of meaningless blabber to me for I know only a couple of very simple words. Mama told me that when I go to school next month it will take me a very little while to get used to it, and soon I will be talking better than her. It certainly seems extremely unbelievable to me.
Money is a big problem in our little family.
But don't worry about us, we are coping and hopefully soon papa will find a job because he knows English better than any of us. Let's hope he'll succeed. Washa, I miss you very much and cry for our friendship. I'm sure we will remain the close friends we were in St. Petersburg, even over the seas. My mother came to this country twelve years ago, hoping that I would live a good life in America.