Kids working on the streets,
little workers with little pay,
they are not working,
it is only a new game.
I saw no childhood in their eyes,
just a silent cry for help
for love, for money.
I saw little men and little women
speaking the slang of the streets.
No warm clothes in winter,
no clean t-shirts in summer,
no sign of tender motherly cherishes,
no toys in their hands
for children´s day.
No names, no family trees
with innocence and experience in their sad eyes
negociating useless things
for a few useless coins.
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Please, read our class blog about news for today's class -Tuesday August 21. I'll see you at Mr. Etcheverry's lecture at Centro Cultural!
Dear Juana, I'm afraid you won't be able to take the final exam as a 'regular' student if you don't meet the class requirements, one of which if your blog. Let's discuss this before it becomes too late for you to catch up...
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