Keep Writing

It was the last day of writing class, and my siblings and I were undeniably glad that we had completed it. As we were finishing up, I asked my teacher about an assignment that we were supposed to send/publish, for another person to read. I had written a letter to all my blog readers, and… Continue reading Keep Writing

Like the Wind

It was a mildly cool, late summer day in eastern Colorado. We were cruising in our gray Honda Civic, on a dirt road that put most Mexican paved roads to shame. We had just left my Grandparents home and we were driving north and west towards Windsor Colorado to drop my sister Rosy off at… Continue reading Like the Wind

Some of my Earliest Memories – Part 1

I have a relatively long memory, starting from when I was around 2 years old. I was born in Mexico, and lived there until I was 1, when we moved to Colorado. Our first home there was in an apartment above an empty store in a little town called Flagler, where my grandparents still live,… Continue reading Some of my Earliest Memories – Part 1