I like when I have a book in my hands or when I am outside playing. Those are the times I feel most happy. Sometimes I think about being a teacher when I am older, standing in front of a class and helping children learn new things, the way my teacher helps me now.
My father spends many hours driving and my mother stays home to care for us. I notice when they look tired. Sometimes I wish we had more food or that we didn't get sick as much.
If someone helps me, it would mean we have enough food to make me strong, a safe place to stay, and care when I am not feeling well. It would help me have the things I need for school and make me feel like good things can happen for me as I grow.