a poem by a 6th grader I know
I am American
strong and proud.
Devoted to this country,
I always root for the American team.
I was born here,
lived here all my life.
Never slept anywhere else.
Never loved a place as much.
I am not American
ancestors are Chinese.
Hints of them in my life,
happy to be different.
I love Chinese things.
Food is delicious,
clothes are beautiful.
Disappointed at some American things.
I am both,
American and not.
Proud and disappointed,
loving and not.
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