Dear Uncle John,
As you may know, I have travelled to America to get a better life. I arrived for about four weeks ago.
We were 49 days tossing with the waves in a coffin ship, it was hard and exhausting. People were dying and getting sick every day.
When we finally reached America, we had to get checked at an island called “Ellis Island”. There were both rich and poor immigrants at the ship, but only the poor ones had to get checked.
We were checked for diseases, if we were criminals and so on. Some were not accepted and were sent back to Europe.
Next stop was New York, the buildings were high, I had never seen buildings this tall before. I saw many different people, both young and old ones.