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Diana: A tragic comedy

Soy la niña de la calle frijol, piel morena, nopal en la frente y patas de Michoacán

Mis pies corrieron sobre el cero y yo todo el tiempo preguntando “y porque nos escondemos?”

Mi mama dijo – emos llegado a la tierra de leche y miel – nunca sabia que las abejas y vacas eran amigos

Entonces a si quedo, y el tiempo paso – yo creci, mi familia aumento…and I became American, well at least I thought I did…

I still struggled – is it smuckers? Or smackers?

Now, I’ve evolved into a woman – which took her a boarder to understand her heritage and the beauty of her roots…which I think are showing

I am an optimist – yet I haven’t found this “greener” side…but I’m working on it

I was born Diana – named after “la casadora” which is ironic because I have Agrizoophobia

Yet my name fits my personality – I am a leader, I am a fighter, I don’t give up – well maybe only at soduku

But I will continue to be…for I was – I am …La niña de la calle frijol