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The year is 1959.  I am in first grade, but I am in my sister's classroom, standing in front of Mrs. Crase's class.  My sister, a 6th grader  had to memorize the poem "The Midnight ride of Paul Revere" and she taught it to me.  Mrs. Crase thought that was a big deal and asked me to recite it for her  class.   I am nervous and looking at the floor. I clasp my hands behind my back and twist my right foot back and forth .   I am wearing a red plaid dress from the Jewel Tea man.  Two other girls in my class are wearing the same one.  The Jewel Tea man, a traveling salesman who sold many items including clothing, was popular with the mothers of that time.  I don't know if he even sold tea. "Listen my children and you shall hear Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere...."  I begin.    Suddenly I don't remember the next line.  My right foot twists even more rapidly. My left foot grounds me, holding steady.  I clasp and unclasp my sweaty hands behind my back. I

Romy Romerson Baby Cakes #2 Our second grandson You were born With aunt Barbara’s cowlick  And her shy smile You mom’s brown eyes That one dimple Pressed into your cheek Maybe by your great grandmother’s Loving kiss Your brother’s face When he first saw you Eyes round Amazed and fascinated by You. His brother forever Two weeks old When grandpa and I  first saw you in Bogotá Already good natured wriggling, delighted by sun puddles and shadows made on the bed in the sunny patio Below on the streets the vendors called “Arepas! Tamales!” Treats you would later enjoy You called your big brother “Gagga” May you always be best friends. Gaga taught you how to look at me Cross eyed, with your finger In your belly button Teasing me because cross eyes and belly buttons Make me queasy He taught you how to do a good Japanese bow And play the bouncy ball game “Uno mas again!”  You said, laughing When we tipped you upside down into a somersault You introduced me to Anpanman Bread Face and muffinhe