Illustrated by: Emma
Written by: Gissele
One day my dad took me to the park to take some pictures. At the park there tons of flowers around. All the flowers were different colors. Whenever I remember this, for some reason, I always picture purple and yellow flower beds. So, we walked around and took tons of pictures. I remember myself–looking. I remember my hair was kind of flat, wavy. I was wearing a striped t-shirt–blue and black, and some jeans, and there was a playground next to the flowers. So my dad, he took pictures of me next to the slide.
This story originally appeared in Facing Childhood and Adolescence in Iowa’s Cedar Valley, a publication of The Facing Project that was organized by the University of Northern Iowa in Waterloo, Iowa.