Malina

Mary
 I don't know many people nor do many people know me. I watch the people in the garden working everyday. I never go to the garden. Watching all of those people work so hard reminds me of home. I moved here from Italy. I have lived here in America for many years. But I still miss home. I miss my friends and family. I miss being able to walk down the street and have everybody know me and I know them. I'm the oldest of 3 children. When we moved here no one in my family spoke English. Since I am the oldest I had to learn how to speak first and then teach my parents and my brother and my sister how to speak. I go on a walk everyday. On it I go and visit my parent my brother and sister. One afternoon after I had visited my parents and siblings I decided to go a different way than usual. I wanted to explore places that I had never been even close to. On the different route I saw the garden. Not once had I ever seen it exept for threw my apartment window. As I saw all of the people gardening and all of the beautiful smells I had to walk in.

 Seeing everybody having a great time I wanted to have a great time too. The next day I walked into the market and bought some seeds. I walked into the garden and found the best spot to plant that I could see. I immediately started to dig. I planted my seeds and looked around. I saw a girl standing in the path she looked lost. I wanted to go up to her but I didn't. Eventually I got up enough courage to go up to her. I said "Hi I'm Mary. You look lost."

 She said " Hi my name is Latesha. I'm not lost just looking for something."

" Oh well ok. Are you planting something in the garden?" I asked her.

 "No" Said Latesha

 We talked and talked for hours. We shared life stories and i showed her what I was planting. Now I go to the garden everyday. I know everybody there and they know me. I finally don't miss home because I have a great home here.

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