Date Posted:19:19:46 01/27/02 Sun Author: Rivka Subject: A young woman
Her wavy brown/red hair blows from the January cold. She pulls her shawl tightly around her shoulders. She steps of the train, carrying a carpet bag and a bundle. The bundle crys and she puts down the bag and wispers to it gently. "prepoved zviti se malček. We're vsepovsod. America." they baby quiets down at hearing her mothers voice. "I'm in America and I can't even speak American((shes not sure what they speak))." she thinks to herself. "Mi rajši naglica to svoj nov dom spredaj Anya." she pulls the baby close and makes her way through the crowd.
