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This week we are publishing the 3 winners of the Contest, all exploring the meaning of culture!!
The road outside of the public hospital in the capital of Bulgaria is covered in cobblestones. For young kids, the crazy bumps that leave them bouncing on their seats are thrilling and an exciting change to the calamity of smooth roads. For me, traveling over the...Read More »
My grandmother’s tongue is Pennsylvanian.
It squeezes syllables together
And slips ‘r’s in the middle of words.
Funny, dialectic words tumble out
To give local color to her speech.
“This hand tal is soakin’ wet,” she says.
“I better do the warsh.”