Renovating my house

I was in the airport just about to get on a plane to go to Spain to visit my family.

I was very happy to go because I knew that when I came back to panama my house was going to be renovated. The best thing of renovating my house was that finally we were going to have 2 bathroom except for just one for all my family. And another thing that I was very excited about was that I was going to get my own room for the first time.

 

Everyday I talked to my parents throw skype and I saw all the new renovations that were happening. I was getting more excited every single day to see the new renovation they were doing. I just couldn’t wait to get to panama to see the new house. Days past and past and I was getting so close to go back to Panama.

 

It was my turn to go home (Panama) I was so excited to see the renovation of my house. I asked my parents if the renovation of the house was finished… they said no, as sad as I was I was still excited to see all the renovations they had done. I got home and my hopes were down because I thought the house was going to be almost finished but it was not like I assumed it would be.

 

Since then I had been waiting for the renovations to get done but they are still not done they are still missing the third bathroom and all the outside flore.

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Fighting with parent

 

Finally it was Friday afternoon,

It was time to relax

And hang with friends.

I grabbed my bike and went home,

I asked my parents if I could go

To Mario’s house,

We had to do a video about Mario and Yago.

As always I thought they were going

To say yes,

They said no.

They said I had to do homework,

But I can do it tomorrow i said,

They weren’t convinced and said no,

I keep arguing,

But they still said no.

As sad that I was

I went to my room, with a lemon juice and started doing

Homework,

The lemon was so sour, and sweet in my mouth,

But it wasn’t as sweet as a orange juice.

I asked my parents again,

They asked me if I finished my homework,

Yes I said yes, i finished my homework.

you can go they said,

I was very, very happy,

I thanked them, grabbed my bike,

And left,

I was fling on my bike.

 

Memoir Monday

How I broke my leg

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It was a normal day in Spain packing our bags to go to panama for the first time to visit. After I finished packing I went outside to ride a static bike, and every  time I rided my parents statik I tried to go as fast I could. That time I don’t know what happened but something went wrong and my feet got out of the pedals and since the static bikes are different from the normal bikes the pedals never stop until the wheel stops and accidentally I put my right foot on where you put the water bottle and since the pedal had not stopped jet the pedal came from behind and broke my tibia and fibula at the same time.

When we arrived to the hospital the doctor was saying that my leg was not broken. My dad was insisting the doctor to do and X-ray but the doctor was saying it was not worth it, so my dad kept insisting until they finally did and X-ray of my right leg and it was obviously broken. After they put my cast on we went back home with a cast from my toos to the middle of my femur. I was very sad because cause I was going to have to wear a cast during all my summer in panama. At the end of the summer in Panama was amazing and I could do so many things with my cast such as I could surf and snorkel.

 

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My grandpa Atxixa

 

My grandpa Atxixa

Yago, Atxixa se ha muerto said my dad while tears were falling out of his eyes. My grandpa at atxixa the amazing swimmer and soccer player just pas away at the age of 98. My grandpa the one that lived a very long life, and the one that since the age of 93 needed a helper because he couldn’t walk any more. I remember playing soccer with him in summer vacation and passing each other the soft and fluffy ball that he used all the time. My grandpa the one that had no teeth and no one could understand him. I hugged my dad as hard as I could while crying like him. I knew my dad was gonna go to spain because he was never going to mis his dad’s funeral. I knew all my dad’s part of the family were going to gather in the cemetery with black and white clothing.

Dear Diary- Esperanza

Dear diary

 

Today has been my first day at work. I was very excited because I was going help pay my part of my education. It was an easy job but sometimes it was kind of boring. I was also very lonely, and I had no one to talk to while I was working.

As I was leaving the office I found this old man and we started talking, while we were talking he tricked me and something very disgusting happened. An old man has forced me to kiss him on the mouth. It awful, nasty, horrible!! and couldn’t forget what happened at that moment. He acted being nice to me just because he wanted a kiss on the mouth. I wanted to to cry and run away. He was saying it was his birthday and that he wanted a birthday kiss, so I just went to kiss him on the cheek and then he graved my face and kissed me on the lips. I was very confused and mad because he didn’t want to let go of my face. this was a very awful experience and I will never forget what happened that day.

This represents Esperanza coming of age because she is more attractive to men, she wants to find a job to pay part of her education, she is being aware on what education she is getting, She is being more independent, and also she is acting older with her dress so she can fit in.

Letter to Cathy

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Dear Cathy,

I wanted you to know that you were very rude to me and the other girls. You were stereotyping the girls because of their cloths, and you took it to far with your comments.

You acted very tough like if you were a higher social economics than us. Also relating yourself to the queen of France, to act more popular and awesome to the word but actually you think that and it is not true. You also said you were the queen of cats, and there is no such thing as the queen of cats, and just because you have a lot of cats doesn’t mean that you have to see yourself as the queen of cat’s.

 

You think I am some kind of slave because you were telling me what to do. You were saying that you would be my friend but until next tuesday, they only thing you wanted to do with me was to talk to me because everybody in the neighborhood doesn’t like you because you think you are the best.

 

Because of your attitude towards other people, now nobody wants to hang out with you because you probably said the same thing to other people, and that is why you have so many cat’s because they only living thing that wants to be with you are your cat’s and that is the only thing you have. Next time keep the comments to yourself.

 

Sincerely,

Esperanza

 

I am from Poem

Based on the Where I’m From poem by George Ella Lyon

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I am from skateboards

From croquetas and paella

I am from the nice and cool dive in my grandmother’s  pool on summer vacation

I am from a forest full of pine trees

The delicious piñones in the pine trees falling to the forest floor

I’m from a very cold dip on the ocean the 31 of december   

From Jose and Alberto

I’m from the ones that love sports and the cinema every week

From go to sleep the 3 kings are coming tonight, and leave your tooth on the bottom of the pillow the tooth fairy is coming

I’m from the god believer

I’m from the town that loves soccer, and from the sand in San Sebastian

From the delicious cake that my mom makes , and the delicious sandwiches that I eat every week end  

From the story  my mom told  me, about when her dad died on a plane crash when she was just 13 years old

The smile in my nana’s face every day I woke up

From the lovely pictures in my garage in spain, that will stai there forever

From my grandmas afro to the round tennis racket

Collective Identity article The privileged Americans

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Questions my partner and I answer.

When did the group arrive?

Why did they come?

 

Where are they located geographically on the isthmus?

How were they treated?

Why were they treated this way?

What were their living conditions?

What conflicts ensued?

How did they contribute to society?

How did they become part of the Panamanian society?

How are they viewed today?