Thursday, September 22, 2011

Querencia Final

         I can feel the light wind blow across my face, and I can hear the birds chirping when I wake up in the morning. My mom comes into my room and says "breakfast is ready!",  I run into the dining room and see what hot meal my mom has prepared for me. As soon as I am finished  I walk to the window and open up the curtain, as soon as I do that, a ray of sun lights the room up.  I get ready and see what this day has in store for me.  As I go and wake up my grandmother, I go pass a hallway full of pictures, that bring me to the past. Looking at photos that I took with family and friends,  I want to go back to that day and relive the occasion that was being celebrated. To the loud laughs, kids screaming as they play games that they make up, it reminds me how happy I am to be around family. 
     When I'm in my room doing homework or projects, I can hear my named being yelled. Running to whoever needs me, my grandmother, mother, or father tell me that they need help with all their house work. Washing the dirty dishes, folding the piled high clothes, vacuuming all the rooms, and fixing papers that are all over the place. As I help out I can remember all the things I used to do as a child, from mixing different items around the house without getting caught and playing hide and seek with cousins. I can remember the places where my uncle would put me in "time out", and me falling asleep so I could get out of it. 
      But whenever I have a bad day, I can always go home to the feeling of comfort from family members or friends.  My home changed over the years from my child hood to now. My grandfather has extended his home after all his children were born, but whenever someone comes to visit there will always be room for everyone.  My mother's father and his brothers have built this house for everyone to enjoy. This home will always allow me to be safe, with the people and environment it has been in.

Saturday, September 17, 2011

Querencia Draft

     My Querencia is the home that my grandfathers have built for their family.  I can feel the light wind blow across my face, and I can hear the birds chirping when I wake up in the morning. My mom comes into my room and says "breakfast is ready!",  I run into the dining room and see what hot meal my mom has prepared for me. As soon as I am finished  I walk to the window and open up the curtain, as soon as I do that, a ray of sun lights the room up.  I get ready and see what this day has in store for me.  As I go and wake up my grandmother, I go pass a hallway full of pictures, that bring me to the past. Looking at photos that I took with family and friends, I want to go back to that day and relive the occasion that was being celebrated. To loud laughs, kids screaming as they play games that they make up, it reminds me how happy I am to be around family. 
     When I'm in my room doing homework or projects, I can hear my named being yelled. Running to whoever needs me, my grandmother or mother tell me that they need help with all their house work. Washing the dirty dishes, folding the piled high clothes, vacuuming all the rooms, and fixing papers that are all over the place. As I help out I can remember all the things I used to do as a child, from mixing different items around the house without getting caught and playing hide and seek with cousins. I can remember the places where my uncle would put me in "time out", and me falling asleep so I could get out of it. 
      But whenever I have a bad day, I can always go home to the feeling of comfort from family members or friends. My home changed over the years from my child hood to now. My grandfather has extended his home every time a new family was added.  This home will always allow me to be safe, with the people and environment it has been in.