I love this picture because it reminds me when I was a little girl. When I heard the African songs I didn't know I felt like clapping my hands and stamping my feet. It sounded cacophonous to me. The man sounded and looked just like a real African. The color of his skin looked like obsidian, the smell was fragrance, the feel of the buildings felt metallic.
Kirstin
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
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3 comments:
You did really good on your report.
Savannah
Dear kirstin,I loved your report its really cool how you put thoses very interesting word in your blog.How did you even know how to spell them?What do thoses words even mean?
Savannah
you are a good reporter..
wade
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