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Overview

On summer nights Marisol helps out in Papi's music store. As customers come and go, they share memories of the Latin music and dance of their various homelands, expressed in a dazzling array of poetry. The diversity of Latin American music is brought to life in poems that swivel, sway, and sizzle with the rhythms of merengue, vallenatos, salsa, and samba.

Back matter includes a map, author's note, and further information about the musical heritage of Latin America.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781570917240
Publisher: Charlesbridge
Publication date: 10/15/2019
Edition description: Reprint
Pages: 48
Product dimensions: 6.00(w) x 8.20(h) x 0.30(d)
Age Range: 8 - 12 Years

About the Author

Julia Durango is the author of the bilingual picture book PETER CLAVER: PATRON SAINTS OF SLAVES (Simon & Schuster), as well as co-author of YUM! YUCK! She lives with her family in Ottawa, Illinois.

Read an Excerpt

On summer nights
Papi lets me help out 
at the music store. 


Papi says you can 
read people’s souls 
by the music
 they listen to; 
that hearts fly home when the music’s 
Just Right.


Papi says people come here 
to buy dreams 
and memories.


Mrs. García gets off at the bus stop in front of the store.
She walks slowly,
one hand on her back,
 trying to push away an ache. 
She’s been cleaning houses 
all day,
but still she smiles and stops to talk.


João hangs out by the door 
pretending not to watch 
the girls go by.
“A boy that handsome 
can only be trouble,”
Mrs. García says.
João likes to talk music 
with Papi.


Mrs. García


On the day of my quinceañera
I wore a gown of blushing pink and a gold tiara.

The tiny rosebuds on my cake 
matched the real ones in my bouquet,
and my gifts reached the ceiling.

A handsome mariachi band 
played all afternoon and serenaded me with
“Las mañanitas.”


On the day of my quinceañera
I was in Mariachi Heaven.

João


A girl from Ipanema
(no one ever knew her name) 
caught the eye of a composer 
who would never be the same.

“She’s a little bit of samba,
with a pinch of jazz thrown in.
 She’s the strum of my violão
such a girl there’s never been.”

Then he wrote a brand-new song 
for the girl without a name, 
who strolled along the beach 
and brought the bossa nova fame.

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