Think about the title before reading, and make a prediction I think that the poem will be about Ha and her family seeing something of those colors and relating to it somehow. Translate the poem into your own words. The bell dings. Everyone rises. I stand. The stand in a line. I do too Down a walkway. Turn to the left. Recieve a tray. Take food. Sit. On one half of the light, loud room, light skin. On the other side, dark skin. Both sides happy, eating, as if they never assumed someone medium would appear. I have no idea where to sit, same as my knowledge of eating a pink sausage tucked in bread shaped as a corncob, covered with sauces of yellow and red colors. I figure that they are mocking the Vietnamese flag until I remember that most people