Dear Dad

After so many changes, everyone says I have "anxiety". Too much anxiety for the big school in this new city.

So I'm at Grace's art-school instead, where we craft and draw, grow and cook. Today I baked a cake and planted seeds. Grace is making worry angels for us all - I think she paints her kindness into them.

When I visit, I'll give you one of her worry angels, maybe a chocolate cake too!

Miss you.

Amy-May xxx

P.S. A girl from Syria starts tomorrow. I learned to say "ahlan wa sahlan" to welcome her in Arabic.

P.P.S. Thank you for the pottery sheep! I love it!