I miss you a lot and I wish we could be together right now. People from El Rancho would tell my family, “Oh! She looks just like her grandma!” And I only saw you when I was eleven months old, basically a baby. I don’t have many memories of you.
I have a short, faint memory of you, grandpa, and your son — my dad — when I was running around in the summer where there were crops and dirt. You were all running around, you were giggling and laughing, and so was I. But I still love you a lot. Cancer dragged you out of this world and God knows why. A couple of months later my dearly loved grandpa took flight and went to the wonderful paradise with you. I just miss you a lot, and I hope to see you one day and be with you forever and ever, and laugh and play with you and grandpa.
I wish that we were together, with Grandpa too, and never ever to be separated.
From the crazy world down here,
It is never too late to stand up for yourself. It is never too late to turn your life around. It is never too late to appreciate those around you. In this Chapbook, the students of Tuesday and Thursday Night Tutoring at 826LA in Mar Vista explored the genre of creative nonfiction. The result was a book that captures their life in the present moment, their beloved roots, and where they hope to be tomorrow. Read their hopeful words and join us in saying, “it is never too late.”
About The Cover: In breaking an hourglass to stop time and think for a little while, we open our minds to all of the topics mentioned above.
Cover Art: Meghan DeRoma
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