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- Every autumn, the teacher asks to write about a summer vacation and read it to the class. In Brooklyn, everybody goes south or to Puerto Rico or to their cousin's house in Queens. But after my grandmother moves to New York, we only go down south once, for my aunt Lucinda's funeral. After that, my grandmother says she was done with the South and said it made her too sad. But now when summer comes our family gets on a plane, and flies to Africa, Hawaii, and Chicago. For summer vacation we went to Long Island, to the beach. Everybody went fishing and everybody caught a lot of fish. Even though no one in my family has ever been to Long Island or fished or likes the ocean- too deep, too scary. Still each autumn, I write a story. In my writing, there is a stepfather now who lives in California but meets us wherever we go. There is a church, not a Kingdom hall. There is a blue car, a new dress, and loose unribboned hair. In my stories, our family is regular: air two boys, two girls, and sometimes a dog. Did that really happen the kids in the class asked. Yeah, I say. If I did not, How would I know how to write?
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- The reason I picked this poem is because when I was in elementary, I used to write story's that were made up. Sometimes they were about me succeeding in soccer and going pro.Some were about Space and weird creatures that lived there. They were all in my mind an it made me feel good to think about the future and what I could be. But now I am working on what I am going to be. That is why I picked this poem.
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