Tony´s story -poem

Tony

Worried,

Suspicious

Brave,

And curious

Son of his father

Son of his mother

Brother to siblings

Loves to be safe

To have his family around,

And likes the sound of falling rain

His hands were slippery,

He felt embarrassed,

And his body quivered.

He needs to taste food,

To sense the taste of falling raindrops,

To have a life without fear,

He fears the bad witches,

The shadows of the dark,

He fears the monster with the human bones.

Tony gives away his protecting shield,

An arrowhead around the neck,

He gives a bullet to the beast,

To give it an end and be released.

He wishes to see the eyes of the creature,

To keep on going to the feature,

He wants to experience how it is to be free.

He is a part of a Native tribe

He lives in his house until he dies.

Pueblo