I am from eight thirty bedtimes and rising with the sun.
From devious little cousins and younger siblings.
From fresh fruit juice, ecua-shoes, and a new system of time.
From seemingly shy women and overtly forward men.
From fried yucca, comidas tipicas and yogoso sabor a naranja.
I am from open-air classrooms, school uniforms and unsuporvised recess.
From too many bug-bites, chickens and dogs.
From dark hair, brown eyes and tanned skin.
From ortiga, patacones and tiendas.
From leggings as pants, giggling mouths and rough hands.
I am from, San Ramon de Kuya Loma, Tena, Napo, Ecuador.
