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The food is trash.
The food does not taste good and the person eating it does not like it.
You have a cold heart about the situation.
You don't care about what is going on.
“Esperanza tucked the blanket around her, hoping that the color from the blanket would slowly seep into Mama’s cheeks.”
Esperanza hopes the loves from her and Abuelita will make her mom well again.
“Look at the zigzag of the blanket. Mountains and valleys. Right now you are in the bottom of the valley and your problems loom big around you. But soon, you will be at the top of a mountain again.”
There are highs and lows in life. Esperanza is experiencing a low point, but their will be highs again.
"Esperanza, in this way my love and good wishes will be in the blanket forever."
When Esperanza looks at the blanket, she can remember Abuelita and her love."
Right before lunch, he is a hungry bear, eagerly looking for honey.
He is so hungry right before lunchtime.
Their hands were dirty, cracked pottery following the dust storm.
Their hands were caked with dry dirt.
They were raccoons when they returned home from working in the dust storm.
They had dirt around their eyes from being out in the storm.
Her head exploded when she heard the news.
She was very angry or she couldn't believe what she heard.
In the winter, the ground was a blanket of snow.
The ground was covered with snow.
Your bedroom is a dump.
The bedroom is very dirty.
We are small meek kittens.
We are helpless people that don't speak their minds.
If the roses bloomed, "she could drink the memories of the roses that had known Papa."
The roses would be a reminder of Papa and their lives before.
The music of her laughter filled the room.
Her laughter was a pleasant sound in the room.
Her diary was her best friend, guarding her secrets quietly.
Her secrets were safe because they were written in her diary, which could not talk.
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