“I am poetry, surrounding the dreamer, Ever present, I capture the spirit, enslave the reluctant pen, and become the breath on the… — Pam Muñoz Ryan Copy Share Image
“Although he had changed his name, his history came with him, even to his writing. The rhythm of his rain-soaked childhood became… — Pam Muñoz Ryan Copy Share Image
Our Land is alive, Esperanza...This whole valley breathes and lives...He picked up a handful of earth and studied it. Did you know that when… — Pam Muñoz Ryan Copy Share Image
This is what you learned in college," the narrator tells you early on. "A man desires the satisfaction of his desire; a woman desires… — Pam Muñoz Ryan Copy Share Image
I am poor, but I am rich. I have my children, I have a garden with roses, and I have my faith and the… — Pam Muñoz Ryan Copy Share Image
“The words he had written wiggled off the page and escaped from the drawer. The letters stacked themselves, one on top of the other.… — Pam Muñoz Ryan Copy Share Image
“I also had a father, who had loved for a long time without being nearby. How many others were walking around and not even… — Pam Muñoz Ryan Copy Share Image
“We have little money and Hortensia, Alfonso, and Miguel are no longer our servants. We are indebted to them for our finances and our… — Pam Muñoz Ryan Copy Share Image
“As their shoulders touched, the riverboat was no longer earthbound. With only the two of them aboard, it lifted into the sky, navigating a… — Pam Muñoz Ryan Copy Share Image
