Imported from USA
Gary Soto writes that when he was five "what I knew best was at ground level." In this lively collection of short
essays, Soto takes his reader to a ground-level perspective, resreating in vivid detail the sights, sounds, smells, and
textures he knew growing up in his Fresno, California, neighborhood. The "things" of his boyhood tie it all together:
his Buddha "splotched with gold," the taps of his shoes and the "engines of sparks that lived beneath my soles," his
worn tennies smelling of "summer grass, asphalt, the moist sock breathing the defeat of basesall." The child's world is
made up of small things--small, very important things.