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I think this is my seventh birthday

and this is the last birthday that I celebrated. For the eighth and ninth

birthdays, I didn't celebrate it. My parents were saving for me to come here. This is right

in our backyard underneath, like the avocado trees. And there's a party outside. Mak Macarena is playing in the back.

And those are my friends.

That's my cousin.

And out of all those boys, all of them have left.

And they're all in the United States.

Oh, it's my grandpa.

He's young.

He's fatter.

He still looks strong and very imposing. He's scary.

You're scary.

Wow, we ha, here we're reunied all. We're doing all, we have done a She's so lively, she's like her, even like her hand motions and everything, she's very lively.

She's like saying thank you.

And the weird part is that she's talking to my mom and my dad in the United States and

she's like, I hope that this party met your expectations.

Like you gave us money to provide for your kid and we hope that you met your thing that you had imagined in your head.

She was like my mom.

The coyote that brought me here, he would visit, I think, almost twice a year to see how old I was.

He was gauging to see if I could make the trip.

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