Today I would like to give thanks to the town of Earlimart ,
California . Although
I do feel that I have become very disconnected with that place and its culture since
I moved away, I will always feel a sense of comfort in its familiarity. I am thankful for my step siblings, my step mother, and her arroz mexicano which to this day is still the best I have ever had. I am thankful that my dad
still lives in that little old house so that I can visit and immerse myself
amongst all of the sweet and funny Mexican customs that were once such an
integral part of everyday life. I am talking about the little things, such as the soft sounds of a boiling pot of beans... the aroma of rice being fried in
oil... the distant melody of Los Bukis playing on the radio outside…
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