Mum! How are the children going to get to school?

To take their minds off the difficult and painful journey, they sang "Amazing Grace," "I Love to Tell the Story," "The Lord's My Shepherd," "Soon and Very Soon," and other songs they learned in Anglican church in Jamaica. These songs lifted their spirits and brought them closer to God. They also talked of the future, where they could imagine themselves.
Krystal said, "I am patiently waiting for that day when my foot is on American soil because I am tired of walking, tired of the suffering, tears, and sweat."
Peter said, "I am looking forward to the new environment and the start of school with less stress."
Angelica was encouraged, and looked forward to the start of going to her new school, but she had feared being in a different culture other than what she was accustomed. All three agreed that they would work hard and make something of themselves.
As they strolled along one day, an aircraft flew overhead; Angelica said to Krystal and Peter, "Look, there is a plane in the sky, wooooo." They laughed at her. She said, "We will be up in a plane going to America, someday." They smiled with each other as they walked along the walkway. After a while, the road's dark asphalt and cement pavement, deep corner curves, and green-grass banks all appeared to look the same. They walked along the side of homes, where trees hanged and dogs barked. Along the way, they passed other children and some grownups. Buses drove by. The children flagged them down, but most drivers did not stop. When they did stop, the drivers told them that they would have to pay adult fare, unless they felt sorry for the small children.
Angelica and her siblings, when they were allowed on the minibus, were bunched together like grapes. There was no room for them to move around, let alone breathe. They were happy however, when the drivers did stop and let them on the bus.
During their time in Jamaica, they continued to dream of a better tomorrow. With each dark day and bright sky that gleamed, their faith was what kept them strong. They had hope that some day God would take them out of the misery and give them a new life, filled with much peace.
After four years had passed, they heard from the embassy in Jamaica. Their family was told that within the next year they would get their Visas to come to the states. Tears accompanied the news because they were leaving their homeland, a favorite auntie, cousin, and school friends.
When the family got on the plane and landed in America, Angelica said, "It's exactly like I envisioned." She loved America. Her auntie came to the airport for them, and she had coats, hats, boots, and gloves. When she got outside, she saw snow for the first time. "Wow! The snow is like a white fluffy blanket of soft crystals. Beautiful!" She touched it. She shivered like a polar bear, and right away she told her Mum that she wanted to go back to Jamaica. She missed the warmth of Jamaica, and she did not think that she could cope with frigid weather. Nevertheless, she was very excited to see the white fluffy snow. Her auntie said, "Twelve inches is expected to fall."
Angelica and her family had to get used to the different climate. The children looked forward after that to the start of high school and knowing that they would only have to walk two short blocks. They were happy. Their prayers were answered. They were also happy to learn that two years later the JOS buses were running again.