The new generation...

Man. This part of my day really lifts me up. After school when my very cramped, old, and stubborn old bus leaves me in my stop. I go and help some first graders. Seeing them in their little chair and the round table that they work at, I sometimes ponder and imagine how it was in Mexico when I was in first grade.  Little classroom, not that much space, and not that much plants. Now I see how they treat this generations children. I always wanted a Mango everyday after school when I was in Mexico. Sometimes I did not have time to eat or even have a place to be in. I used to live with my aunt. It was only me and my mom. Whenever I wanted a toy I would steal it like the fruit I would steal from the local blind person. He would not stare or hear me. But the children here in this generation are very lucky. And they have care. Im happy that this generation's children are attentive and have the supplies they need for the future. 

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