BGD story board
Текст на Статията
- home again to hall streetMy grandmother's kitchen is the same big and yellow and smelling of the pound cake she's made to welcome us back. And now in the late afternoon, she is standing at the sink, tearing collards beneath cool running water, while the crows craw outside, and the sun sinks slow into red and goldWhen hope lets the screen door slam she fusses, boy, don't you slam my door again! and my brother says i'm sorry.just like alwayssoon there'll be lemonade on the porch, the swing whining the same early evening song it always singsmy brother and sister with the checker set between them me next to my grandfather, falling asleep against his thin shoulder. its not even strange that it feels the way its always felt like the place we belong to. Like home.
- I chose this poem because I like how jaquline remembers all these things from the place she calls home. It is good to have these memorys of your childhood and things to remember your loved ones. For example jaquline felt comforted by sleeping on gunnars shoulder so she will remember the times she had with him because he is no longer with her. I also liked how vividly she remembers the small details, like her brother and sister playing chess, and grandma making collards and pound cake.
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