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Valentina

words less spoken

little Valentina jumped up and
down by the crosswalk waiting for the light to turn lime jello green her little
black patent leather shoes tip tapped on the dirty dusty sidewalk she let go of
her mom’s hand to clean the dust off open little palms were no match for the
dirt those were her prized church doctor and special school event shoes they couldn’t
get dirty Valentina had an excellent day at the dentist and her mom and dad
promised her she could go to Olvera Street and get her treat as the family made
their way to the Plaza Valentina’s eyes search like a hawk she didn’t see Don
Chema the paleta man with his cart filled with frozen delights it was a humble
little ice box covered with ice pop stickers shaped like action heroes Sponge Bob
and even the Disney Princesses once they got to the…

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