by Jocelyn Cortez
As I begin to tell this, I am poor. I don't have food or water and only h ave dirty clothes. I go to school and it was a little bug. I am sick and my mom is trying to get food for us.
This morningI had breakfast from the garden: carrots, broccoli, and tomato.
We do some math work and it was hard. I went to the cafeteria. I have my own lunch and it was good. My mom paid for vegetables for me to eat healthy food. My mom said she can pick vegetables for us, too.
My mom asked me, "Did you enjoy your lunch?," and I said, "Yes." She picked vegetables and also found some fruits that were also healthy. She has to pick them and put them in a basket and wash it to make it clean.
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