Monday Dear diary, today was my first day at the bus stop. Many people moved fast. I tried to ask, "Bus 7?" The man smiled but said, "No, 5." I felt confused but happy to learn.

Wednesday Dear diary, I see the gestures help a lot. A lady pointed to her watch and said, "Wait five." Now I understand more. People are nice, even if I say little.

Friday Dear diary, today I learned that a smile and a hand wave mean "Hello!" I feel better here. The bus stop is not scary now. I can talk a bit and the people help me. Life in the city is fun and friendly.