Who chooses what we should know or what’s important?. . . . Most of what I’ve learned that’s important I’ve learned on my own, or from my grandmother. Abuela Celia and I write to each other sometimes, but mostly I hear her speaking to me at night just before I fall asleep. She tells me stories about her life and what the sea was like that day. She seems to know everything that’s happened to me and tells me not to mind my mother too much. Abuela Celia says she wants to see me again. She tells me she loves me. —Dreaming in Cuban, Cristina García Identify the element of magic realism.