Last month, a new family the next to ours. On the first day, we heard a lot of . They were carrying boxes and furniture up the .
My mother decided to visit them. She made a of ma'amoul and we on their door. A woman opened it. Her name was Mrs Hana, and she was from Jordan.
Mrs Hana was very happy to see us. She invited us in and made Arabic coffee. She told us that her husband was an engineer and they had a son called Adam. Adam was nine, the same age as me.
Now Adam and I are good friends. We play football in the evenings and sometimes we do our homework together. I'm our new neighbours moved in.