Thursday, May 29, 2008
"The House on Mango Street" By Eddy Rodriguez
When i was a little kid I didn't really have attachment to the place where I lived, but when I heard That we were moving to Washington because my dad got offered a job there, my sister and I were quaintly surprised. We were at the Islands restaurant, and at that moment I really did not have the appetite to finish my meal. The reason for this is that I've realised how much that I would miss my neighbour, the school all the other nouns that co-exist in my neighborhood.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment