A Taxi is a Rocketship
“In New York City, weekends are an adventure.
The first thing I do when I step outside is admire Oliv, the gingko tree that lives outside my building.
I always see something new when I look at the bark.
A tree is a masterpiece.
My mom drives a yellow taxi and on Saturdays we drive together doing errands and listening to the car radio.
First stop is the diner for breakfast where we eat like animals.
I get my usual, two scrambled eggs and toast.
A diner is a zoo...”
—Dahlia El Broul











