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In this picture you can't see me because I wasn't even born yet. My dad had just come to this country. In this picture I was just been born. Yeah that little girl is me. Here is the same day as the picture above, but you can see only my brother and sisters. Here I'm with my little sister that is about 6 years younger than me.In this picture I was about 7 years old Family Then My little baby!!
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H | In Peru my life was so different then what it is now. All my life I lived with my mom, 1 brother and 3 sisters. I never lived with my dad, actually I met him when I was 4, and before that I thought that my mom’s brother (uncle) was my "papito", but he wasn’t and now I understand, and I call him uncle. Anyway when I was a kid, I loved my life. My brother, sisters and I used to watch cartoons while eating and our favorite cartoons were Tom and Jerry, we loved those cartoons. In 1998, when I stilled living in Peru my two older sisters came to this country and my life changed a lot. I had to wake up early, help my mom to get her business (selling fresh chicken) ready, go to my house to finish my homework, clean while cooking for my mom brother and sister, take a shower, put on my uniform and go to school. When I was back from school I helped my mom to close up her business and then my mom cooked the dinner and we ate, (her cooking is so good) and I started to do my homework and then I went to sleep, difficult uhhh! Kind of too much tension. But Sundays were my day off, I could go to parties or sometimes my mom took my brother sister and me to walk and we ate out the dinner, my life was just fine, we had such a great time together and sometimes my mom’s boyfriend took us to eat on nights and talk a little about our lives, I liked that a lot. I always thought I didn’t need my father of nothing, I mean that I could live without him and it was true, my brother, sisters, my mom and me suffered a lot because of him and his family (private). I have think about it, and I think I will talk about this part a little more; my father’s family is really mean and has always made our lives difficult,my mom told me that this whole thing started when my dad and she were just getting together, they never accepted her, so they were always mean, and know what?, they were the ones that paid for my dad to come here, they were owing too much money, but they didn't care,they just wanted my dad far away so that they can make up so many stories about my mom, can you imagine that made up that my mom was going out with my dad's cousins, and my believed it, that's why I haven't met my uncle yet, I just know that he works in a famous television channel in Peru. But they paying for my dad to come here made us a big favor in a way, because now we are all here. My aunts always said my mom had another husband, yeah husband Not a boyfriend but husband …how stupid right? They kept telling me "where is your new daddy?" I hated that a lot.They kept saying that my sisters, brother and me had been smoking marihuana JA, JA, JA. They made up so many stories that my dad always believed on them and he decided to send the money of the month to them and they had to give some money dairy to us, but they never did and when they did, they gave us like 5 soles that is like 2 dollars here, we couldn’t buy something good to eat, so my mom kept going to the stores and asking seller to give her food and later she would pay. I remember once when my aunts had spend all the money on who knows what? And we didn’t have nothing to eat, it was about 7:00 PM and the only thing we had eat was sweet potato, but then my mom talked to one of her friends (now her boyfriend) and she cooked chicken soup, and we all ate, “delicious” we all said. It was so sad to live like that, we were really very young, I think I was 7 or something , and my aunts didn’t care!! I don’t want to talk about this anymore, I’m starting to cry, the only thing I can tell you is that my mom’s boyfriend was and is so nice to us, even if he didn’t have money we all accepted him, and now he is not rich, but at least he works a lot and has money. He was so nice that he constructed specie of desk for my mom to sell something and have money, so my mom worked and since then we didn’t have to ask my aunts for my dad’s money. About my aunts, well... they are kind of paying, because now they are the ones that don’t have money to eat, it’s not that I’m happy because of that, but you can see that if you do something bad to someone, then something bad can happen to you, everything goes around. I’m sorry but I can’t tell you more stories of my life, but I would start crying again remembering those things. Since 1999 I live with my dad, my mom, my brother and my sisters better said with all my family. At the beginning, my life here was so difficult and even worse living with my dad, because he was always angry of everything and I wasn’t adapted to him, But anyway I didn’t have to fight with him a lot, he had two jobs and was in my house only weekends and during nights, but now I can live with him, even if he is all day at home and works at night, I don’t fight too much with him. But anyway my life changed because I have to wake up early, go to school, when I’m back in my house I eat, do my homework and clean until my mom gets home at about 11:45 PM., but I like more living in Peru, even thought my life was difficult there. One thing I like o living here is that we life far away from my dad’s family, they are so mean and always did bad things to us, and these were really bad things and there were many of them, there are so many that I will need about "10 to 15" pages to talk about them all. But if Peru could have as much opportunities as here, it would be the best place to live, because Peru is a beautiful place, It has many forestall places where you can breath fresh air and you can feel the good smell of flowers, It also has many typical foods that taste so good, but the problem there is that there are not enough jobs for everybody and sometimes you can see the streets dirty, but the neighbors always pay to someone to clean them up. If I would have to choose between living in Peru and living her, it would be like choosing between my dog in Peru and my turtles , thanks for your attention, Anne. To listen the music I used to hear in my country, make click here ..... "siqui siqui" |
This picture is from
when I just got to this country on August and I went to "Six Flags Great
Adventures"
This was my first change in this country, the snow. In my country you don't see snow, so it was something different for me.
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