DAY 16

Suddenly, I thought of an idea to return home. Baking bread. If I bake some bread, I can feed the hungry people in this camp, and too attract Dad with the lovely smell of bread. It was a great idea, and I started looking for the ingrdients. But I can't find salt. Then, the boy who stole my ball offered to take me to my family with the price of my football. He led me to my family's tent nearby. Suddenly I saw the United Nations. Before I could display my football skills to them, they had driven off. Then I saw Dad, surrounded by uniformed police.

DAY 15

The refugee camp was packed with people. The amount of people may even be more than the number of spectators at the World Cup Final! There were plenty of tents. Alot of people have been trying to sell us things. Then, my football was stolen by a boy. I gave chase and was lucky enough to retrieve the ball back. I realised that I was lost. Then, I was caught in a conversation about Australia with an Australian. I was over the moon upon hearing the advantages of Australia. Then, when we finished, I headed back to our tent to tell the good news to my family. But I was lost. What sort of desert warrior am I? I can't even find my way home.

DAY 14

During the journey, Bibi keeps on whining when will we be reaching. Frankly speaking, I was rather tempted. The sacks we were hiding under were pretty itchy. They were smelly too. Then my parents told me that we were going to Australia. I was shocked. It was so far away from where we are now. Then, we crossed the border of our country. I felt for my football. Then, I felt the candlestick from Mum's rucksack. Slightly smiling, I thanked Mum's ancestors.

DAY 13

We are out of the crowd and almost back at the shop. I was sick with worry. When we reached the shop, we waited for Mum and Dad arrive. Finally when they arrived, they told us that we had to move fast. We were busy changing the taxi's appearance before we move on. It is to prevent the government noticing us. Then, I thought, I will certainly carry out my new plan, about becoming a football star.

DAY 12

People are milling around outside the football stadium. They seem pretty excited. We were trying our best to look for Mum and Dad in the sea of people. Suddenly, the whole stadium goes quiet. Then, an army truck drove in. I realised that the government is warning people what will happen if woman play football. My mum was one of the woman that was captured. I was horrified. Although I knew that the Afghanistan government were bad from the start, I didn't knew they were this evil. Suddenly, a taxi accelerates out of the smoke and speeds down the pitch towards mum. Suddenly, the passenger door of the taxi flies open and my mum runs to it and flings herself in. Then, I caught a glimpse of the taxi driver. It was Dad, my dear Dad.

DAY 11

As I woke up, I saw the roof of city building. I was in my Dad's taxi. We were waiting for my Mum before we can go. Then, we were told to wait as Dad fetch my Mum, which was waiting at the football stadium. Maybe they are going to talk to a government football official about Bibi and me, explaining our football skills will help Afghanistan have a national team one day. But they will need the living proof, that are none other than me and Bibi.

DAY 10

I was told by Dad that Mum wants us to go to the city and she will meet us there the next day. Then, before leaving, I tried to give my ball to Yusuf as his ball was blown up because of me, but to no avail. He wanted me to fufill my dream of becoming a football player. Then, I promised Bibi that whatever happens, this family will always be together.

DAY 9

I was practicing football at night when the neighbours are all asleep. Then, my sister, Bibi, came to join me before I could stop her. We played around for a while, polishing our skills and tackling each other, trying to steal the ball. Then, I heard a boom sound. Our house explodes. The government has blown up our house.

DAY 8

I was watching football on Yusuf's grandfather's illegal satellite television. I knew the meaning of overboard by Yusuf's grandfather explanation. It means to do something that is bold, wild, dangerous and daring. Suddenly, a plan hits me. Bibi and I can practice football and persuade the government to start a football country team. Then our whole family will be able to stay in Afghanistan. But in order for that to work, we need alot of practice.

DAY 7

I don't want to go. I am so angry that I could punch a tank. I was told to go into my room, pull my curtain down and knot it into a bag I can wear on my back, and pack my clothes into it. I wish my mum burn a candle now so we don't have to go. Mum's burying our school. Suddenly, I am determined to find a way for us to stay.

DAY 6

I was rather surprised that I would be given a hug instead of a dressing down. A family hug. But when Dad break the news that we are going to leave this house, I was stupefied. I was even stunned when he told me that the government found out about our private school. Our private school was found out maybe because of the school transport. The thought of leaving make felt pretty uncomfortable.

DAY 5

I can't believe it. I can't believe Bibi. Nine-year-old kids shouldn't hate their country. Soon we were accused by the angriest man in the village, Mr Nasser. He threatened to call the police. But luckily, my father came and saved us from him. Although I am hoping Dad is not as angry as he seems, that he is pretending to be angry for Mr Nasser's sake, he was not winking, and that means he is really angry.

DAY 4

There was no bang nor explosion. I can't believe Bibi could step on a mine. I mean, the government supposed to have cleared all the mines that are close to our village. I tried to slide my foot on the mine while Bibi slide her foot off. It is because if we go and get help from the villagers, they will know Bibi is playing football and our whole family will be in big big trouble. In the end, we survived. The mine had not exploded.

DAY 3

I am starting to see why the government wants to keep girls locked indoors. It is because girls are so annoying, especially Bibi. But she has a kind heart. Although she will argue about anything, she will always help her friend. At last, I got back my ball from the tank. But unluckily, my sister stepped on a mine.

DAY 2

When my sister's feelings are hurt, she usually gets violent. One example is that she hurled rocks on a tank today. She is also very dumb, because she does not know that girls playing football is a big crime. It is almost as fatal as my parents running an illegal school at home.

DAY 1

I love playing football with my fellow friends. I always think that I am part of Manchester United. I am a good dribbler and a very brilliant passer. But I did not pass my ball to my teammate Zoltan, who was unmarked. Unexpectedly, I saw my sister coming out of our house to play with us football. I was flabbergasted. I mean, girls are not supposed to play football or come out of their house in Afghanistan!