Each of us comes from
somewhere with blossoms.
by Victoria Chang
In the start of the spring in Honduras, the yucca flower grows enormous beautiful white blossoms which means a new start. Yecxel
When I see the tulips in my grandmother's garden, it takes me back to my childhood in the Dominican Republic. Alejandrina
When I was seven in the fields I picked red and black flowers for my mom, when I visited my village in Afghanistan. Tamana
I really like white tulips in Turkey, because my father bought them for my birthday. Bushra
When October starts to end in Mexico, people begin preparing cempasuchil to guide our ancestors to their offerings and let them know we still remember them and still love them. Jonathan
My uncle in Kabul grows red, pink, yellow and white roses in his yard. Batol
When I was young in Morocco, my mom gave me roses and told me that roses are for facial care and they make skin glow. Oumaima
When I was in South Sudan, I remember that beautiful, white tulips made me happy, and this reminds me of the good times with my uncle. Charles
In Senegal, my mom uses the baobao flower to make home remedies. The flower reminds me of resilience and natural beauty. Mame
In my childhood in Togo, my friends and I put sunflowers behind our ears and played bride and groom. Ayefoumi
The poppy grows naturally in our country every spring for a short period, and I love these flowers because they tell us that our life is short but beautiful. Farhad
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