(To hear a song the students performed and see photos taken by the Salt Lake Tribune, click HERE).
I had the opportunity to spend many hours with these children (mostly the boys as they wanted to hang at my uncle’s house because of my two older cousins whom they all thought were ‘beautiful.’).
I really enjoyed my time listening to these kids talk with their thick, rich accents and their friendly nature. One boy, Washington, would walk up to someone, put his arm around them, and steer them wherever he wanted. I watched him do this with my 17 year-old cousin who did not want to be at the event in the first place.
“LaFona…Chalupa.” (by the way, those aren't their real names).
These were my two cousins. Still I had no idea what he wanted, so I asked him.
In response he pointed to the camera which hung around my neck. Again he repeated his request, “LaFona…Chalupa.”
“You want a picture of them?”
“You want a picture of them with you?”
He nodded and gave my shoulder a gentle squeeze, steering me back to the group.
“Just you and my cousins, or do you want someone else in the photo with you? Maybe one of your friends?” I indicated the other boys nearby.
This kid was sure persuasive. If he’d have led me to a store and pointed out an mp3 player, I probably would have bought it for him.
We had a great night with these kids back at my uncle’s house. I’ll tell you all about the chicken incident later though…that is a story in itself.