Reading I’m Still Alive, Kristina Sellmayr’s poignant reflections on her interactions with migrant children to Germany, brought tears to my eyes. She so beautifully captured the traumatic experiences of these most vulnerable young people. As I read about their disrupted lives and their escape to Europe, I wondered what happened to each of them after working with this dedicated school social worker. So, I was delighted when I reached the final chapter of the book, in which the author updates the reader on each child with both “happy endings” and some unfortunate sad ones.