By Camille Castro
chocolate milk
grabbing my giraffe themed backpack i headed out the door before giving Moma a kiss grasping the edge of my school tag it was time for me to board the bus ‘don’t forget your chocolate milk, Mille!’ Moma exclaimed and rushed to give it to me i hurriedly stuffed the drink into my matching giraffe lunch box and boarded the bus to my next colorful adventure! – life is filled with primary colors blending in to make new ones
black bean soymilk
nothing beats relaxation after a long day like unwinding to a bowl of curry udon right after the daybreak’s end i have slewed through brass tracks, spray paint, pomade just to name a few X-ray charts, plastic diner cups, cooking bananas all details in a day’s worth of work
lychee pomegranate tea
it was a midsummer’s afternoon and my friends and I were traversing through the woods to find the illustrious scarab beetle most adults dismissed the possibility that we could achieve such a feat but we paid no attention first, we repaired our dingy bug-catching nets then trailed through the cicada-laden forest where insects and all sorts of woodland creatures resided and off we go…
Academy of the Heart And Mind 