Feb 25, 2015
Feb 17, 2015
Coming into America; First Experience in the Land of The Free and the Home of the Brave - July 2006
The American dream evaporated in the unrelenting Philadelphia
heat that July. My excitement to see the United States for the first time
stewed and dried up. Open windows provided little relief from the hot air that
stood stiff like a brick. It declined to dance or sway. Drenched in sweat I
watched as cold beads of water - like tears slid down the side of the ice
filled pitcher. If only I could shrink and swim in it.
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