I am from elite humble beginnings or maybe even nobility; though born in the western hemisphere my ancestors come from the richness of both Africa and Europe.
I am from a mixture of races and cultures; though here and now people don’t know how to classify me and neither do I know which box to check off to accommodate the curious labelers.
I am from the blazing heat of an island surrounded by the salty sea, majestic tall coconut trees swaying during the day and magnolia trees blossoming their sweet fragrance at night. The land they cultivated to produce sweet mangoes, sugarcane, limoncillos, beans and yucca root to raise their families. The fruit of their love bore the fruit of long back breaking work from before the blazing sun rose till way after it set.
I am from the hungry bustling city that never sleeps; hazy, hot and humid in the summer, frigid, frosted and frozen in the winter, but the autumn and spring bring such vibrant colors full of delightful zephyrs.
I am from the best the world had to offer sweet, spicy, cool, hot, colorful, generous winds from the south, north, east and west. Got to keep moving and educating future gentlemen and ladies of all the love and sacrifice we carry from our past generations to continue to magnificently breeze forward into better orbital latitudes.