The whole city is scenery for a show It’s New York the one that forces you to dress up although unwilling The experiment which began more than two hundred years ago it is not over the lights don’t go out the script does not end there are thousands of stories to count When it’s …
Tag: Colombia
The Planet Earth
The most beautiful planet in the universe The only place where human life breathes And yet, this planet Earth is turning hot red Not the sun to blame, but man’s ignorance Man has nowhere else to shelter life The only place to live and only here So we have to stop burning the earth Before …
Change of Vision About My Environment
When I was a child, I believed that my city was the only place that existed. At night, I thought that the sky met the mountaintops, but as my curiosity was increasing, my mother took me to new places, and my universe grew. I discovered that not everything was a mountain, that there were also …
The Red Tomato
It was 1982, and I was ten years old. My grandmother was about to die of cancer, and this became my mother’s excuse to take me to a small town far from home. My mother planned the trip to try to shield me from the pain of death. Even now, I still regret that trip. …
The Painting That Gives Me Hope
Last Saturday, I visited the Metropolitan Museum of Art with my teacher and classmates. We saw a lot of great paintings there. The painting that I liked most was Washington Crossing the Delaware River (1851) by Emanuel Leutze. It’s a history painting. I think that it is an amazing work of art. The painting is huge, …
Who Do I Want To Be When I’m Older?
Who do I want to be when I’m older? Right now, it is too complicated for me to respond to this question. I’m a dreamer, the kind of person who is usually in the air. My mind is blowing frequently with a lot of images, melodies, compositions, colors, bizarre ideas, and creative proposals. I want …
My Dream and My Son’s Dream
I have always loved my profession as a teacher. I left this profession to immigrate to this country six years ago only because in my country, a teacher is a public employee who earns a very low salary.
Unlucky Day or Common Day?
I have to leave my home at 7 a.m.
I have a meeting with my boss at 8 a.m.
I can’t arrive late. It’s very important: It smells like a promotion.
Scars of Hope
If I could sit face-to-face with my younger self, I would hold her tight and tell her, “You’re wonderful!” I would give her a hug that runs through her entire bloodstream and thus awakens each absent-minded neuron, each sad hormone, and each organ silenced due to stress.
Reflections on 2020: Our Six-Word Memoirs
Six feet apart from my shoes.
—Ashly Cabral Arno
Eating to live; oops, the opposite!
—Vanina Bousquet
A bad time for lipstick lovers.
—Francis Almonte
A Simple Act of Kindness
Years before the Covid-19 pandemic started, a couple helped me and my partner find a home. This year, when the pandemic arrived, they helped us to have meals at the table. In the past, Victor and Angie, working as property agent realtors, helped us to find the apartment we now live in, located in Queens. We were very satisfied with the assistance they gave us, but once the place was purchased and we moved in, the relationship between the couples ended, or at least I believed so.
A Precious Gift
I was born in Sogamoso, nicknamed “City of the Sun,” based on the Colombian indigenous Muisca people’s tradition of adoring their sun god, Sué.
Impossibilities in an All-Possible City
I grew up in La Pobla de Farnals, in Valencia, Spain. The weather there is always warm. From the window of my bedroom, I could always see the beautiful mountainside and breathe the fresh scent of the mountain air. One thing wonderful about living in the country is the sound of silence. It always made …
I Like to Swim in the Sea
“In the sea, life is most tasty,” says a song by Systema Solar. This is a Colombian group of musicians. I learned to swim in a river near my father’s town. When I was eight years old, my parents took my brother and me to meet the sea. When I saw the sea, I asked …
My Favorite Place
Yesterday, in my English class, the teacher asked each of the students what their favorite place was. That was a good question for me because my favorite place is a bit unusual. I knew that when I said it, everyone would laugh. The teacher asked each of my classmates first. I dreaded hearing my name …