I Ambrosio Soler Estrada Was A Little Puerto Rican I
I was a tiny Puerto Rican kid with a big attitude and even bigger mouth.
I was so little I could hide behind my uncle’s mustache, but I still cursed him out for stealing my candy.
I used to fight kids twice my size because I had no idea what respect was.
I told my teacher I was going to fail her if she didn’t give me an A.