Big AARÓN

Big AARÓN

El proceso de escritura en Soy Autor ha demostrado ir The allá, writing process in en Soy una Autor evoques an authentic más al convertirse experiencia auténtica de experience of self discovery. The following piece is the auto descubrimiento. La presente obra es el resultado result of the collaborative work between students and del trabajo colaborativo entre estudiantes y docentes, teachers to find the hear t of the story, through the para encontrar el corazón de su historia y reflejarla en publication of their first illustrated Memoir. su primer memoir ilustrado.

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Embajada de los Estados Unidos El Salvador

Big AARÓN

My first pregnancy was like being in a blind alley, because the disappointment in my mother hit me hard.

I was running around in my house, my knees shaking

until I got close and told her what was happening.

She didn’t like the news. I was eighteen years old at the time and she expected more from me. All her sacrifice was thrown to waste.

Seeing her expression, her anger, I was so scared that I started to sweat.

Days were passing and my womb started to grow and I was getting pinky and round, like an apple.

And I was very, very happy.

Everything bad that my mom has ever made me felt, passed.

Finally she took everything calmly.

We used to talk while we drank coffee; meanwhile mi baby

grew more and more.

One night, we were talking about how we should name the baby. Suddenly, a breeze went through my body and a thought reached me.

AARĂ“N. Yes, that was it.

I love that name.

Someone that I love very much has that name. That name brings light, it’s what lights up my life and my being.

Days later, the day finally arrived: Aaron was born.

When I saw him I was so happy and I thanked God for the most precious gift that he ever gave to me.

Years passed and he grew more and more.

He played with his toy cars, a beautiful boy. His curly hair, like cotton, so fragile and beautiful.

He is like an earthquake destroying his toys.

My mother loves him because he changed her life.

Every day, at dawn I opened the windows in his room and he said to me: No, mom! Too sunny!

I smiled when he rolled into the white sheets.

Sometimes he said: “Mom, I want eggs with honey” I didn’t answer, but tenderly smiled at him.

He cried until he ate them and then he sang: “I love the eggs and honey that my mommy cooks”.

Years later, destiny tore us apart. A dozen hawks surrounded my house, looking for a prey.

Minutes later “pow, pow, pow�. The door fell.

It was me whom they were looking for. All my dreams fell apart.

I lost everything I had in a matter of seconds.

Today I’m here in this dark box, surrounded by this darkness. I learned

that the sunshine gleams every morning and that its heat warms my body. I realized that you cannot live of dreams‌ because when the day is over, the next one is different.

I walked a long and wide road, but getting here made me realize that it was not the right path. But it’s not too late‌

I want to tell you that I miss you and that this box will soon open. Then we’ll be together like we were before, when you were in my womb.

I´m in this lonely darkness, Aaron. Days pass, months run by and years fly. You are eighteen years old now, my baby. Soon this nightmare will be over and it will all be just a sad memory that will help me to keep moving forward and never fall again.

The world passes so do desires, but with God by my side, everything will end soon. Today I express you how much I love you and I write to you just to remind you that the Lord does not forget about us and He goes out to meet us.

He admonishes us because and we should never part ways with him.

“Obey my voice, and I will be your God, and ye shall be my people: and walk ye in all the ways that I have commanded you that it may be well unto you.” Jeremiah, 7:23.

My Esther Mename llamois Betty

My family name is Díaz López

Mi familia es de apellido Hernández Rodríguez I’m strong and smart

Soy amigable, curiosa y un amable My brothers are Alex andpoco Carlos

Hermana Patricia, by Mirna, Dinora, Delmi, Melissa, I grew up de surrounded houses that looked exactly the Julissa same, soccer fields and a plantation

in Apopa Crecí entre la naturaleza, entre city paredes de adobe y amor I like to read, dance, and pay respect to the others

En la ciudad de La Palma, Chalatenango I’m happy because I’m mission driven

Me gusta aprender, divertirme y escribir

I give the world my hope because I like to wait

Me siento y nerviosa I’m contenta afraid of rats

I would love to see my children andde myluchar mother Le regalo al mundo mis ganas I’m Esther and I’m an author.

Me da miedo perder lo que más amo Me gustaría ver a mis papás y a mi hijo Soy Betty y soy luchadora.