Poem Paraphrase

I decided to do a paraphrase of the poem by Aaron Abeyta called Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Tortilla on page 723. I chose to paraphrase the first two stanzas of the poem.

I.
Among twenty different tortillas
The only thing moving
Was the mouth of the nino

II.
I was of three cultures
Like a tortilla
For which there are three bolios

I think what these two lines really mean is:
Of all of the twenty babies in the nursery room the only one thing in the room that is moving or making a noise is that of a little baby who is crying.
I am one of three children, which like a tortilla who also has three different layers, just like me there are two other children just like me in this nursery.
This is at least what I got out of this poem and I'm sure there are plenty of other ways this poem or at least these two stanzas could be interpreted.