My name is Juan.

I live in Guatemala, in the

mountains. My town, San Pablo, has three huge
volcanoes near it, and high cliffs all around it,
and steep bright green fields of corn and garlic
and onions growing in the hills, and red coffee
berries growing in the shade of big trees in the
valleys. It has lots of flowers and birds --- eagles
and orioles and owls, hummingbirds, and flocks
of wild parrots that zoom down out of the trees
to steal our corn and don’t talk any language but
their own.