The air never worked when I was a kid, learning to feel shame over the hairs newly growing on my legs and only wearing pants – hated those three years. Growing in confidence, and age, I learned to fear the rain. The roof would leak and that poor Lady would section off the lake in the middle of her room and warn us of the poisons dripping in.
Going to school was a big thrill in the village. Bao was excited to see her brother getting dressed for school and receiving a note book, a pencil and a shoulder bag. She wanted to look at the new white pages and wondered what she would write when she could go to school the following year.
The air never worked when I was a kid, learning to feel shame over the hairs newly growing on my legs and only wearing pants – hated those three years. Growing in confidence, and age, I learned to fear the rain. The roof would leak and that poor Lady would section off the lake in the middle of her room and warn us of the poisons dripping in.
Going to school was a big thrill in the village. Bao was excited to see her brother getting dressed for school and receiving a note book, a pencil and a shoulder bag. She wanted to look at the new white pages and wondered what she would write when she could go to school the following year.