Personal Narrative: My Journey To Columbus

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"Exit the bus” one of the men said in two different languages (Hebrew and English) placing two large dogs on each side. We all packed all of our essentials and left the bus. I got off the bus thinking that we arrived in Palestine, but the truth was, we still had to cross the borders and then take a completely different bus. I was exhausted, it was a very long trip from Canada all the way to Jordan and a two hour ride on a bus to cross the borders of Palestine. We had to give our Jordanian passports to them, however, they let my entire family pass through except for me. I was in a shock, “how am I supposed to go home all alone, I am only 10” I asked the man. He stared at me for about 5 seconds and said “ your Jordanian passport is expiring

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