Is from this summer at the beachMaking sand castles,Even if he thought throwing sand would help.The way sand covered his toesThey felt like cornmeal and smelled like ocean air.He was happy and so was I.As he gets older it is crazy to see what he learnsEven if it was not taught to him.He loves football but I’m not too sureHow, at 15 months, he gets it.He loves to yell touchdown with his little arms above his headHe amazes me every day.I love my grandsonHe means everything to me,Helping and reminding me aboutThe important things in life.He has turned babysitting into a joy.Justin Jr.My amazing grandsonIs my true treasure.Being Together87jesus gonzalezJesus Gonzalez, age 48, was born in Puerto Rico but has lived nearly his entirelife in <strong>New</strong> <strong>York</strong> City. A student at the Brooklyn Public Library’s Coney IslandPre-GED Program, he would like to thank his teacher, Karen Hanna. JesusGonzalez says, “I love to read, do crossword puzzles, go to the movies andwatch television.” He also enjoys babysitting his grandson and volunteering atConey Island Hospital.
lorena riverolorena rivero Being Together88The Miracle <strong>of</strong> Livingwhen my mom realized I was on the way, it wasn’t good news for her.I felt it and it hurt; I was sad and angry all at once, but at the sametime it gave me the strength to keep going, the same strength that I didn’t knowI would desperately need in the near future.Everything seemed to be going well in the first trimester: The warmth<strong>of</strong> her womb made a wonderful home, while nature kept giving form to myexistence. Mom was taking care <strong>of</strong> herself for me, but most importantly, shewas getting used to having me with her all the time. How can I possibly put intowords all the love she gave me? I felt the care, love and warmth with each stroke<strong>of</strong> her hand over her belly, every time she told me how much she adored me andthat she was patiently waiting for my arrival to hug, kiss, and finally meet me.Oh, Mommy, you don’t know how happy you make me! I have loved you sincethe first day, without ever having seen your face; I know you, the most beautifuland sweetest mother <strong>of</strong> all.One day, while we were at the doctor’s <strong>of</strong>fice for a regular check-up andan amniotic exam, I felt really nervous and uneasy. Suddenly, faster than I couldrealize, something touched me. I felt a quick, sharp pain running through mybody, pain so intense it made me feel like I couldn’t breathe. I felt my heartbeatslowing down, and everything turning dark, almost like I was drowning indarkness. I heard voices, screams and crying from very far away; it was Mombegging me to fight to stay with her. But I felt myself getting weaker. For afew minutes, I couldn’t feel anything.I only knew my mom was trying withall her might to hold onto me, tellingme she loved me and all that I meantHow can IPOSSIBLY put intoWORDS the loveshe gave me?
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amanda rodriguez An Angel Without W
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khady gueye The Best Job I Have Eve
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