I’m in 9th grade now. When I’m older, I want to be a cook. At first I wanted to be a veterinarian, but now I want to be a cook. I want to learn to cook Indian food for my dad. He’s from Pakistan.
I’m on my way to summer camp at Los Angeles International School. Last week, my mom and I took the bus together. We had a little riding-the-bus date—she showed me the route and the bus stops. I like looking out the bus window and being on my own for the first time. It’s a little scary, but I’ll be OK.