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The narrator, a cartoonist, wishes he could magically turn his drawings into real food or money. He lives on a poor reservation with his family, sometimes going without meals. However, when they do have food, like Kentucky Fried Chicken, it tastes even better because they have been hungry for a long time. American English, excerpt from the absolutely true diary of a part-time Indian by Sherman Alexie. Okay, so now you know I'm a cartoonist, and I think I'm pretty good at it, too. But no matter how good I am, my cartoons will never take the place of food or money. I wish I could draw a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, or a fistful of $20 bills, and perform some magic trick and make it real. But I can't do that. Nobody can do that. Not even the hungriest magician in the world. I wish I were magical, but I'm really just a poor-ass reservation kid living with his poor-ass family on the poor-ass Spokane Indian Reservation. Do you know the worst thing about being poor? Oh, maybe you've done the math in your head and you figure. Poverty equals empty refrigerator plus empty stomach. And sure, sometimes my family misses a meal, and sleep is the only thing we have for dinner. But I know that sooner or later, my parents will come bursting through that door with a bucket of Kentucky Fried Chicken. Original recipe. And hey, in a weird way, being hungry makes food taste better. There is nothing better than a chicken leg when you haven't eaten for approximately 18 1⁄2 hours. Believe me, a good piece of chicken can make anybody believe in the existence of God.