Tuesday, March 29, 2011

what kind of a person?

“What kind of a person are you”, I heard them say to me. I’m a person who it not from China, Africa, and Mexico. But I am a Chinese person. I am from Taiwan. I love Taiwan buses, stories, food. Not the ugly air, not the busy people. I’m a person who lives America. I’m a hard worker student in school. Not a person who are driver, teacher, business. But I’m a worker. I work at beautiful, lovely place in China town. Name calls “Café La Tea”. There have food, drink, and ice cream. I’m a dog. Can run, play balls, eat food, sleep. Run on the green piece cake. Play with lollipop balls with friends. Eat different kind food in the world. Sleep on the a marshmallow bed Dream I’m a dog. I’m a girl like fashion all the time. Hair, clothing, music, make up for all for me. If I don’t have them seen I am dying. Love doing hair for myself every day. Creasy about how I look, like to dress different style. Now I’m in America think about Taiwan. My heart, my mind separate from the earth. Go to right; go to left where I’m going Who can help me out? Give me a point on the earth. Hallelujah.

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