New Words July 2016

New Words A Student Publication of Reading Works

June—July 2016 | VOL. 1, NO. 3

Trujillo Story of Indian Museum

by W.T. Smoke from ashes of silver Cooked bread from open fire Sad for the things my ancestors no longer have The Tepee and Hoghan inside and outside Indian music and waterfall

Faustina Alvarado (far right), UNM Employee of the Year, with Roger Wrolstad and Laura Montoya

My History

by Faustina Alvarado y name is Faustina Alvarado. I am from El Salvador. I work at UNM from 1991 - 2016. My boss Mr. Roger Wrolstad wrote a testimony about my job and he nominated me for the employee of the year award. The celebration was on December, 7, 2007 at 11:30am. I give thanks to God for Mr. Roger Wrolstad and Laura Montoya thinking of and nominating me. They surprised me when they told me. I won the employee of the year award and $500.00.

Our Dream: A Food Trailer

Trujillo Story of Santa Fe

by Martha Enriquez y husband and I have a dream, to work in our own food trailer, but we are not yet ready.

We have the food trailer and the appliances. The next step is to install everything but it is not easy because the city sets the rules. It depends on the type of food and then it needs to be inspected.

I am excited and sometimes I am fearful because this is new to

me. I have worked for more than 10 years in a restaurant and my responsibilities have been only prep and cooking. With this business, I have to do everything: cashier, take orders, answer the phone, (so I need to be ready with my English!) and cook.

I need to not be ashamed (of my English) because it is necessary to talk with very many people.

by W. T. y tutor and I took the train ride to Santa Fe. We walked to the plaze and looked at jewelry. We had lunch. I had mushroom soup and cheesecake. We went to the Museum of Contemporary Native Arts.

I saw lots of pictures. There were two boys in the Museum. They liked my white beard. They said I looked like a Medicine Man. That made me feel like somebody. When I walked in the Loretto Chapel. I looked around, so pretty that stairway! I, also, went to the San Miguel Chapel.

It was the oldest Church in the United States.

I really enjoyed the day.

My Trip

by Hoa Pham esterday morning, we drove to the International Folk Art Market. We parked by the South Capitol. Then we took the bus to go to the museums.

I saw a couple of tall people. They are dancers. The first time they danced by themselves, then they hugged together, they lay down on the floor, they stood up, and then went around to shake everybody’s hand. Everybody clapped and laughed.

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My Achie

by Manuel

RICHARD SOKPOR: “I’m so blessed music and dancing.”

that I’m still teaching people

To Be a Man

by Richard Sokpor onday afternoon I called my wonderful teacher. Her name is Donna Fastle. I call her every day, morning, afternoon, and evening. She might be tired of me, but she can’t tell me because she loves me as a son. She’s my savior. She’s the one. If I can’t get ahold of my partner, I get ahold of her.

I share everything with her, like my own mother. She’s a wonderful woman. And her husband is a wonderful man. They help me a lot. Her husband helped me to do my taxes, with no complaint, with no problem. It is a wonderful family. I’m black and brown. They’re brown and pink, but it doesn’t matter. They are there for me. And I respect them. They respect me.

Sometimes I think my beautiful wife gets panicked about what I’m doing, about what I’m saying, because she doesn’t want anybody to just use me. She knows what I can do. But she knows I’m not good in reading and writing. But I have something that most people don’t have. I’m so blessed that I’m still alive, and I’m so blessed that I’m still teaching people music and dancing. And thank God that I met my teacher, Donna Fastle. I’m doing my best to be what my beautiful wife and my teacher want me to be. I’m doing my best. I’m doing my best, and so are you. Give thanks!

Popcorn Poem

by Alma Galindo That sounds like explosions in the microwave The smell of butter invited me to try And sit down on my sofa to watch a good movie I can see a mountain of flavor

Copyright: <a href='http://www.123rf.com/profile_olegdudko'>olegdudko / 123RF Stock Photo</a>

graduated high school in Mexico when I was 18 years old. When I was married, I moved to the United States. I was 26. Six years after that, I got some information about TVI (CNM). They told me my high school diploma from Mexico was not valid in the U.S. I needed to take the GED for my diploma. I studied for three months at home with a book that a teacher from La Mesa Elementary gave me. I passed the GED in Spanish in 2000. Also in it was a test in English.

I had ESL classes at La Mesa Elementary and CNM. I also took a citizenship class at La Mesa in 2000.

In 2006 I had Parent Substitute Training for YDI health teaching. Then, I started preparing for a month on the computers at the community center for the ParaEducator Assessments in English. I passed with a cumulative score of 99%.

I took a CPR and First Aid training class at Kirtland Elementary in 2013. Also in 2013 I completed the Certificate in Child Development (CDC) at CNM. This involved going to four classes. I also did professional practice at La Mesa Elementary in two different classrooms. After this in 2014, I successfully completed Pre-School and Infant/Toddler classes. I received a certificate for this. I took twelve classes to earn my vocational certificate. I was inducted into the Phi Theta Kappa Honor Society in 2014 for my achievements in these classes.

I continued my education in 2015 by attending a workshop on teaching math to infants. In the summer of 2015 I completed a TESOL Summer Institute at Van Buren Middle School. Also in 2016 I finished 48 hours of Intermediate ESL at Van Buren. I took a Chronic Disease Self-Management Program through SALUD in 2016, too.

I have also volunteered on field trips and in classrooms at Hawthorne Elementary when my children were students there.

Now I continue ESL at Reading Works. In the future I plan to attend CNM and UNM to work on my Associate’s Degree in Child Development. I am on a waiting list for a home health care assistant class through ENLACE. I keep very busy working on my self-improvement!

The Play

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Muffin Poem

by Alma Galindo In the silence of my house, I can hear The little sound of muffins I can smell the delicious nutty smell I can’t wait to feel the taste of Banana and vanilla in my mouth I feel your luscious flavor walk Around the inside of my mouth

Manuela Murillo displays her Certificate in Child Development, which she completed in 2013. “I keep very busy working on my self-improvement!”

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Recipe for Stuffed Green Peppers

race ulie told me to write about my experience of when I came to America. I want to write about Washington, DC, where I lived for three years when I came to the U.S. I and my husband came to Washington, DC, with my two year old son. My husband was an international student studying at a college. He was busy for studying, so he went to the library from morning to midnight with two lunchbags. We lived in a dormitory, one bedroom apartment. My son wanted to go outside to play. I took him to the playground very often.

When I went outside walking toward the playground with my son, I met so many Americans who studied at the college. I was afraid to talk in English with them because I didn't understand what they said to me. I responded with yes, ok, and hi. I really didn't want to go outside because seeing them made me nervous. So I had an idea for going to the playground. I tried to use another road instead, a short cut road.

So I turned away from a fine road and used an undeveloped field to go to the playground with my son.

by Josefina Dominguez 1. Wash the peppers.

2. Remove the cover and the seeds.

3. Brown some meat. It can be chicken, turkey or another kind.

4. Prepare a stir-fry with onion, garlic, cumin, tomato, oregano and put it in the meat.

5. Put the meat mixture in the peppers.

6. Prepare a sauce with oil, onion, garlic, cumin, oregano, tomato sauce, dry wine and a little water.

7. Put the peppers in the sauce and cover the pot.

8. Bring the sauce to a boil and simmer until the water is gone.

9. Please enjoy this dish.

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Movie Review

by Olivia Bojorquez The Buccaneers: (I wanted to watch the movie The Buccaneer because I am studying American History. Instead, I watched the British program The Buccaneers.)

“Four sisters shunned (as) “new money” in New York society travel to London to look for husbands where they’re courted by numerous suitors.”

(Translation: To shun = reunir)

They were to live in London. It is beautiful place because around the houses they have big gardens, flowers and tall trees and whole rivers. The four sisters attend some events. Society is very important. Their dresses are long and beautiful colors.

They laughed and played in the big gardens.

Two girls married and left with their husbands. Annabel’s

boyfriend had an opportunity for new work in Italy and Annabel was sad because she loves him very much. Sophia loves George very much. George is a rich man.

The Buccaneers is like a telenovela with 55 episodes. The clothes and houses and gardens are beautiful to see and I recommend this program to see them.

Thoughts and Philosophy

by The Wilson Intermediates:

Martha, Josefina, Olivia and Faustina (Note: Our class meets in a mid-school classroom and there is often writing on the board from other groups. We translated the first one below and added the second one.)

Thank you, everyone! Please submit to the next issue. Send your photos, songs, stories, reviews, drawings, poems, language lessons, puzzles, recipes, or math problems.

Hatred which could destroy so much, Never failed to destroy the person who hated.

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or

El odio es un acido, que corroe mas el recipient que la contiene, que sobre quien se vierte.

mail them to Reading Works 1113 Rhode Island St. NE, Suite B Albuquerque, NM 87110

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