I AM....
Born and raised in Chicago
throughout all my life, seventeen, only a teenager,
who still has a lot to learn
In household, was taught Peruvian culture.
Respect, politeness, happiness, and music.
One year of dancing, two years of dancing
turns into a lifetime of dancing. I take turns
with family, friends, loved ones, and strangers.
And it’s beautiful for the moment we are
together. But it ends and you get a new partner.
Independent, affectionate, cherry girl
who lives for her family and friends
The happy one out of this group and the
one to make sure that people see hope into this miserable place
we call life. These are the words that sometimes I think or
people have told me to describe who I am.
A small, hyper, and active girl
who probably has the biggest dreams in this world
Someone who still has a lot to learn
that’s who I am.
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