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Dialogue Poem

Fall 2004

This poem is described in the article "Measuring Water with Justice" by Bob Peterson

We are eleven-year-old girls.
I get my water in my house.

I go to the sink in my kitchen
and turn on the faucet.

When I turn on the faucet
I can drink hot or cold water right away.

I can take a shower or bath
in my house for as long as I want.

My mom puts our dirty clothes in
the washing machine and the
washing machine does all the work.

I am happy to have clean water
in my house.
 

We are eleven-year-old girls.
I get my water from the river.

I have to walk a mile to the river
and scoop it up with a bucket.

I have to boil my water because it
is contaminated.

I have to take a bath in the river.
 

I have to wash my clothes direct
in the river and I have to do all the
work myself.

I wish I had clean water
in my house.
   

—Alejandra Guevara and Brenda Villanueva

Fall 2004