It was late afternoon as the fall sun sets beyond the trees; I swept the front stoop on my home. A middle-aged man wearing worn clothes carrying a red bag approached me. Behind his mask, he mumbled something that I could not understand. What was he saying? I listened keenly to make out his words. …
Where will I sleep? I muttered to myself as I walked back to my room. There were no other bedrooms available. How can she employ live-in workers and not provide us with a comfortable bedroom? This set-up was not right at all. Mrs. Nagy was all about money and no honey. She hired us from outside …
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“Well, First, I was told that I would get paid two thousand dollars per month. Now you are telling me fifteen hundred dollars. How is that?” “You do not have any experience. If I see where you have grasped the concept and is doing a good job, I will give you two hundred dollars …
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I went into the bedroom where my suitcase was to get ready for bed. I asked Carmen where her room was, and she laughed. “Bedroom? I do not have a bedroom,” she answered. “Where do you sleep?” I asked her. If not a bedroom, probably she used a blown-up mattress as I did in Florida. …
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After the unexpected delay with the connecting flight, I was finally in Houston. I did not have to go through the routine of customs because this was a domestic flight. I was allowed into the country by the Florida Customs and Border Protection (CBP) officer. I grabbed my suitcase and walked toward the door for …
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My heart was pounding in my chest. There I was in a stranger’s house, and nobody knew where I was. Although I had messengered my mother to tell her that I had landed, I did not tell her what hotel I would be staying upon arrival because I was not privy to the name. I …
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“Oh, no! Mommy, I left the expired passport that had the visa in it. What am I going to do?” I was panicking and begun pacing around my suitcase. It was 7:23 a.m., and boarding would start at 9:20. “Does that mean you will not go to America today?” Junior asked. “Not now, Junior, I’m …
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I called Sheila and inquired about the where and when. She told me that the job was in Texas, but I should book the plane ticket to Florida, and the agency would purchase my ticket from Florida to Houston, Texas. I would then take a taxi and go to a hotel for one night and …
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