Change of Seasons, Change of Heart
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Thread Topic: Change of Seasons, Change of Heart
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Fall was always a happy time. It was time for gathering what we had grown in the summer. It was always a happy time for me. This year was successful. There was hardly any loss to the crops, which meant we would have plenty of money this year. My mom was happy about it, so I was. It was a good life.
But I didn't really know she was holding back on something.
"I want you to gather all you things, hija," she said, pointing at the little bag by the door. "I have gotten bus tickets and your passport is ready. We are leaving."
My young mind did not understand. "Are we going to the capital? Jalisco? Where, where are we going?" I remember being exciting. I have never gone anywhere else but around Durango. Traveling was something we could never really do because it wasn't actually necessary. The farthest place we've ever gone was to Durango, Durango.
"We're going to Los Angeles. Come along now, I want you to be ready for tomorrow."
I was so ignorant at the time. I went to all my friends and said, "I am going to America! How about that? Isn't that awesome?" I beamed a little with pride. I knew that the USA was a place with many rich people. Well, that's what I saw from all the articles.
My friends stared at me for some while and said, "Hm, well.. Are you coming back?"
I puckered a bit with that question. Truth was, I didn't know. "Yeah, yeah, it's just a little trip," I lied, because I didn't know what else to say. At that time, my mind told me that there was no way we'd leave my house forever, because this had always been out home.
"When will you come back?"
"A week or so. Why are you guys asking so much? Are you jealous?" I laughed a little. They've always been pueblo children. They really didn't know too much about the big cities, or the big towns. Neither did I, really. I always just pictured people dressed in nice business outfits and with their caring smiles, and equally caring personalities.
"Nah. Just watch out for all the Greeeeeeengooooos," one of them teased, fixing his dark hair so it seemed neat. Then he rambled in English, "Look at me, I am a ebusiness person! Chut up, I am on my ephone!"
We all laughed. "You're English is a bit good. Those English classes work wonders," I complimented. "But not as good as Greeeeennnggooooss!"
The group laughed until our sides hurt. We continued to pretend to be those Americans we knew until the sun began to set. "Well, I should get going. Adios!" everyone began to say, and one by one everyone left.
Romero, an old friend, smiled at me. "I'm going to miss you. Will you be okay?" He was one of those who didn't really like travel. He claimed it was too dangerous. He liked to stay around his little rancho more than to go anywhere else.
"Oh, yeah. I'll be okay. Why are you worrying so much?" I giggled a little and blushed. At the time I found it cute when Romero would be all worried about something. "I won't be gone forever."
He sighed a little and looked at his feet. "Good.. 'Cause.. I'm really going to miss you.." A little stain of red spilled on his cheeks. He hugged me tightly and said, "When you come back, you better not start acting like a Gringa."
I laughed. "You worry too much! I won't." I looked at him for a while more, admiring his little embarrassed look. "Bye Romero. I'll see you, okay?"
He nodded. "And, uh.. Don't bring a Gringo with you!"
I snickered. "Okay, okay."
We hugged one last time. I didn't know it would be the last time I saw him.
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