As you read the short story, record any details that relate to the topic of American identity.

For the grandfather who hasn’t believed in anything since the first PRI elections. For my father, El Periquín, so skinny he need his sleep. For Auntie Light-skin, who only a few hours before was breakfasting on break and goat tacos after dancing all night in the pink zone. For Uncle fat-face, the blackest of the black sheep - Always remember your uncle fat-face in your prayers. And uncle baby - you go for me, Mamá - God listens to you.

The awful grandmother has been gone a long time. She disappeared behind the heavy leather outer curtain and the dusty velvet inner.

this is b. how railways dealt with people riding the trains without paying

all: 19,619

monthly: 467.14

step-by-step explanation:

what is this from, i cant tell what language he uses without the piece of literature

(i'm bad at sudden poems so don't yell at me i'm trying to represent sadness or something like that but its real hard)

at the age of 4, she thought everything was better.

she was innocent, she was joyful, despite the predictions about the bad weather.

at the age of 10, she started to figure things out.

in life, in its meaning, she started to doubt.

at the age of 14, she was filled with depression, anxiety and fear,

that nobody cared about her, and death was drawing near.

at the age of 17, her sleeves got longer, her will got shorter, until she couldn't take it anymore.

she left this earth with a rope, chair and to the heavens she would soar.