Who am I where
Who Am I Where?
At Lake Harriet I feel the fresh air and the beauty of the sweet smelling trees.
In the saint paul public library I love the quietness of the people and cosmopolitan life of the books, it is wonderful place to read and calm yourself at same time.
At somali mall, I miss the lively mall in Djibouti and the cheap prices of the somali clothes.
In my own house, I feel warmth, love, beauty, acceptance and the smell of perfume my mom uses.
In math class I feel challenged and brain- busted.
At mall of America I feel shy, scared and insecure, like I want to leave right away.
On buses, I feel uncomfortable. I don’t like to sit next to strangers.
At the Walmart, it is so crowded that I sometimes leave without buying things.