We’re all different in our family. Our skin is different colors. Our hair is different. Our feet are different (some are skinny and some are wide and some are in-between). Some people know math good and some people don’t. Our eyes are different – mine are skinny, mom’s are wide. We’re all from different countries, so we look different and we have different holidays. I like being in a family where we’re all different because we have more celebrations. On my arrival day I have candles and the lights go out and the candles are all lit and I have lots of fun. My mom buys me Korean stuff. My sister is from India and sometimes people ask me why my sister is black. I just say she’s from India. We all like each other in our family. We all like to play games and watch Star Trek. I like playing soccer and Vanita likes coloring and Mom likes playing games and Dad likes playing games, too. Our family is special because we’re all different.