what will be cited on this page is my where i am poem and my self reflection
Where I’m From”
(Writing Activity #7)
I am from El Rancho de Las Rosas,
From growing flowers to cutting grapes off a vine.
I am from a big casa
With rooms filled with servants and family
(some laughing and chuckling under their throats).
I am from the smell of a rose
The grass or a hill
(which was like me on a giant’s belly).
I am from fiestas and quinceaneras
From papi and mama.
I am from the strong and the solid
From reliable and
Hard working people.
I am from family values
And helping those who have been loyal to us.
I am from Mexico
Figs and papyas
From the time when papi planted roses for me and Miquel
to the special items mama made for my someday box.
I am from where the last doll on my dresser
was from my papa.
I took it as it reminded me
of all the special times I had with my family.
(Writing Activity #7)
I am from El Rancho de Las Rosas,
From growing flowers to cutting grapes off a vine.
I am from a big casa
With rooms filled with servants and family
(some laughing and chuckling under their throats).
I am from the smell of a rose
The grass or a hill
(which was like me on a giant’s belly).
I am from fiestas and quinceaneras
From papi and mama.
I am from the strong and the solid
From reliable and
Hard working people.
I am from family values
And helping those who have been loyal to us.
I am from Mexico
Figs and papyas
From the time when papi planted roses for me and Miquel
to the special items mama made for my someday box.
I am from where the last doll on my dresser
was from my papa.
I took it as it reminded me
of all the special times I had with my family.
Self-Reflection –
(Writing Activity #5)
Esperanza’s doll is important to her because it was a gift that her father had given to her before he had passed away. This reminds me of the gift I received from my grandpa before he had passed away.
Now I will begin my story that reminds me of Esperanza's doll. My grandfather was a kind-hearted generous man. He gave me a present whenever it was a special occasion. My birthday is in August, but my grandfather was in Roscoe, New York, (also known as upstate New York), so he did not send me a present until September. My present finally arrived a few days later than usual. It was a 18 karat gold necklace. I wore it for approximately two weeks before I decided that I did not want to wear it anymore because I was afraid I would lose it. A few months later my dad received a phone call at 4:30 in the morning notifying him that my grandpa had passed away. Everyone had been woken up by the phone call and because we heard my dad sobbing on the couch.
The next day I bought a note to school indicating that I would be absent for the next three days as we would be traveling back to New York to attend my grandfather’s burial. I gave the note to Mrs. Renfrow and she told me that she was so sorry and gave her condolences. It was difficult to get threw the days leading up to such an unhappy trip back to New York and I clung to my memories of my grandpa in the same way Esperanza was clinging to her memories of her papa.
The following day my family and I left for New York and I took the gold chain with me. I knew it was one of the only things I had left that my grandpa had given me. The necklace now sits on a wall on a coat hanger in my room. It reminds me of all the good times I had spent with my grandpa before he died.
(Writing Activity #5)
Esperanza’s doll is important to her because it was a gift that her father had given to her before he had passed away. This reminds me of the gift I received from my grandpa before he had passed away.
Now I will begin my story that reminds me of Esperanza's doll. My grandfather was a kind-hearted generous man. He gave me a present whenever it was a special occasion. My birthday is in August, but my grandfather was in Roscoe, New York, (also known as upstate New York), so he did not send me a present until September. My present finally arrived a few days later than usual. It was a 18 karat gold necklace. I wore it for approximately two weeks before I decided that I did not want to wear it anymore because I was afraid I would lose it. A few months later my dad received a phone call at 4:30 in the morning notifying him that my grandpa had passed away. Everyone had been woken up by the phone call and because we heard my dad sobbing on the couch.
The next day I bought a note to school indicating that I would be absent for the next three days as we would be traveling back to New York to attend my grandfather’s burial. I gave the note to Mrs. Renfrow and she told me that she was so sorry and gave her condolences. It was difficult to get threw the days leading up to such an unhappy trip back to New York and I clung to my memories of my grandpa in the same way Esperanza was clinging to her memories of her papa.
The following day my family and I left for New York and I took the gold chain with me. I knew it was one of the only things I had left that my grandpa had given me. The necklace now sits on a wall on a coat hanger in my room. It reminds me of all the good times I had spent with my grandpa before he died.