If I were a migrant I would be sweating cold every night. I would not know what country I were. Being a migrant could be a nightmare specially for children who would be permantly disoriented.
I am a migrant I don't know where I am going to go tomorrow and I don't know where I am going to sleep, I don't know what am going to eat I don't have money I am tired of walking and walking. Welcome to paradise on eath.
