Too far, too lonely…
It has been 2 years, 3months, and 12 days…That’s not all! It also has been a lot of pain, tears, travels, friendships, long nights, experiences, which all helped this girl to grow up.
When I first stepped into this country, I was amazed. Because, it was
At first, I was staying with my cousins in a big fancy townhouse, in a “sophisticated neighborhood”, we were eating at these nice restaurants almost everyday, going to Adams Morgan, Georgetown, Baltimore, sometimes Manhattan, or if we weren’t satisfied yet, we would fly to Florida , or race ATV’s in Mexico. After spending three months like this, my older cousin decided to get back together with his ex- girlfriend, who lived in
Although there were no more fancy restaurants, clothes and fun anymore, I was happy to survive. All the money I earned was covering the rent, and my cousin was sending me for my food. As the room I had was temporary, I had to find a new place. I thought I was getting lucky, as I saw this ad at school. My new room was located in the same building with my old room for a more affordable price. This was a one bedroom apartment. The bedroom was being shared by two Moroccan sisters, and in the living room there was a girl from
I put some ads online for babysitting. I didn’t have any formal experience; however I had a lot of little cousins that I took care of. I started babysitting for four different families. Two of them were in the building I lived in, the other was 20 minute bus ride, and one was very far. It would take 3.5 hours roundtrip, for a 5 hour job. I wouldn’t care, I was not complaining, I was very happy to be able to take care of myself, and I really enjoyed babysitting. One of those families in my building...to be continued
july 2005, washington d.c.