Francisco

I came to this
world in a
hat and dry day.
In an old
and warm building,
located in the
middle of the city.
My family emigrated
right after I was born,
to the nearest town
where houses
could be counted.

I grew up with
my sister that started
kinder garden a year earlier
than I.
My two brothers
came right after I just
started to give
my first few steops.
My mom always
was in charge of
the house duties,
keeping the house
clean and neat.
Dad always worked
full time in his own business,
doing incredible shapes
with iron.



Through elementary school
I learned how to
move my feet with rhythm.
I was a good student
those days to,
getting straight A's.

In Junior High
I realized that
expressing my felling,
through colors and
shapes in a paint.

After Junior high
I decide to fly
away of the nest.
I left my family
and friends behind,
to start a completely new life.
Traveling a long way
to the north,
I arrived to the land of dreams
named USA.
It took me four years
to learn and practice my new dialect.
Now is time to move forward
and acomplishes new things in life...