I am from a humble house where everything is neat
I am from the pillows flying in the air when fighting with my brother
From great laughter which lights my day
From a caring grandmother, may she rest in peace
From a delicious little baby I had three months ago
And from eating candy and sweets
Now I am from the big house with the front yard full of tall palm tree sky scrapers
From calling mama three-four times a day
And from a family that has only one daughter
I was from the small pink room where I had my privacy
I was from walking down the narrow streets chasing my little brother
Now I am from a small black box where I hide my secrets; my jewelry and other valuables
Kept under the giant tree in the back yard