Aline has these
black pleather pants she wears almost everyday.
She looks like an east African
cat women.
“Cousin, this is a gift for you” and hands me a beaded ring
for my pinky.
Dyna is a tiny
bird.
She giggles when I squeeze her and she is very spicy and sweet.
“Cousin, I love you sooooo much.”
Providence is a
free style rapper and a skilled dancehaller.
She promises to teach me her moves.
Agnes speaks
with her eyebrows.
Merci has
headaches.
They come in the night.
They make her seem even smaller than she
actually is.
Benita is a silent screamer.
To me, Imacullee, is beautiful.
But I suppose they all are in their very own way.
But I suppose they all are in their very own way.
When I told Grace that
some people use condoms in America she said,
“ America has bad bad culture”.
Rose has decided to teach me traditional Rwandese dance.
Slowly,
I’m getting better.
Denyse seems
always surprised.
Jacqueline is a
special one, with a warm dark face.
She is a mama even at the age of 16.
When Sylvie
arrived here she never smiled.
Now she grins at me with no words and we run
towards the sun together every Saturday.
Ernestine understands
everything that I say,
even though sometimes she likes to pretend that she
doesn’t.
Marceline doesn’t
like to look at me.
When
I speak to her she looks like she’s drowning.
Josian doesn’t
know her birthday.
No one has been around for her to figure it out. Together we
came up with Jan. 10th.
Now she is the oldest in our family.
Chanceline is a
giant.
She
always makes sure I get extra beans.
“Ayel, you promise to take me with you to America?”
