re: Somoone to talk too.. Hi Zenithal
I don't even know how to start.
The begning
This history takes place in Boston state of Massachusetts, were I have landed to begin my new life. I was borne in Brazil Sapucaia do Norte November 12 1964, Daughter of Galeno Garcia and Clomar Moreira Barros.
May 7 1988 I arrived in Boston with my cousin Janet, whit a dream to better my life and conquer my independency, and for some reason I new it wasn’t going to be an easy task.
My cousin and I arrived to the new residency around 10:00AM, were I discovered that I was going to share a 2 bedroom apartment with 7 roommates.
I broth with me one luggage and a one thousand dollars in travelers check to start my life. I was very frightened and worried, to face the new country I didn’ta speak the language well, or neither knew how get around to look for work.
Eigth months later I meat my lover Elenice, who I wansen't so shore I want it to be with
I worked my but off day in nigth in order to by my self a home.
Finally I purchased a home in 1997, all by my self, no help from Elenice, neither finacially or Physical.
In the course of the years, I have manage the house and everything around it.
The year of 2000 thousand, everything went down to hill, the reltanship was a mess.
I worked for a CO. for 7 years, and in the year of 2000 we all discover that the CO. was going to be sold.
In that same year 3 peolpe were hired, The Social Worker, bus driver and a new cook.
Social Worker stated to ask tomany questions.
Every year the CO. would take us out for Christmas, that year for some reason I dint fell like going.
The Social Worker insisted that she would go pick me up at home, and end up going with her.
I wish to forget that day.
This is just the begning, it is a very long history, but I get there if you want to listen.
Thanks
RBarros |