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6 “Don’t worry, chico,”
Papi says as he walks me to school.
“Everything changes. A new place has new leaves
on the trees and blows fresh air into your body.”
7 I pinch my ear. Am I really here?
Maybe the street lamp is really a golden cornstalk
with a dusty gray coat.
8 People speed by alone in their fancy melting cars.
In the valleys, campesinos sang “Buenos días, Juanito.”
9 I make a clown face, half funny,
half scared. “I don’t speak English,” I say to Papi.
“Will my tongue turn into a rock?”
speed If you speed, you move too fast.
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