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1 When I was little, my family spent years working in the
fields as campesinos. One day, my mama said to my papi,
“Let’s settle down. It’s time that Juanito goes to school.”
That year we were living in the mountains by Lake Wolfer,
a glassy world full of sky colors.

2 Papi’s old army truck brought us down the steep mountain
roads, all the way to Mrs. Andasola’s pink house on Juniper
Street. I was eight years old and about to live in a big city for

the first time.

—Juan Felipe Herrera

steep If a hill or a mountain is steep, it is difficult to climb because it goes
almost straight up.

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