Things were going good on my first day, and then the police arrived. I thought for a moment they came to take me back into America, but they were here for Phillip. Somehow, he got expelled on the first day of school. He was playing games in class, and he beat up not only a student, but a teacher, and the principle. Who does that?! I heard that if Phillip wasn't cooperating, then we would have to move into America. This worries me a little, because I don't know if any of my aunts or uncles will try and adopt me from my current dad. I like my family, although he's a farmer that only plants potatoes, my dad is cool. When I get back I notice all my stuff is packed. I didn't bring much with me, so it wasn't hard to pack all my stuff. Phillip, and James- I mean my dad, had a lot of packing to do. Both of them were complaining about the situation Phillip got into, but dad was complaining about the workers, and how they might go on strike. They were all told what was going on, and they didn't seem to care. The workers had their own vehicles, incluing a Citroen. One thing that I think about is how me, dad, and Phillip will fit into the truck. I like riding on the bed,...