So I sez to da wife, I sez....
There is a homeless woman who begs outside the hotel where we stayed. According to ROWD she's been there for at least the past three years (since he's been going to Cajamarca).
She is very old, filthy, with few teeth and shoeless. One morning she approached me and I had to say I had no money (which was true - all I had was a cigarette and a lighter on me).
Rather - I tried to say in Spanish, "I'm sorry but I have no money."
But what I think I said was, "I'm sorry but I don't like money."
She laughed and walked away.
At breakfast I told this to ROWD. He said, "I gave her 50 soles once (about 35 cents) and now she won't leave me alone."
"ROWD, she's homeless. This morning around six I was leaning out my window and I saw her peeing in the gutter."
"You know why she doesn't wear shoes? Makes her look more pitiful. She can afford shoes! I could GIVE her shoes and she wouldn't wear them."
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During another breakfast:
ROWD: "I'm glad you're here, it's nice to have company and you get to see the company and the mine."
"I've enjoyed it."
"Makes me think about when you were little. When I would yell at you or punish you, you'd just cry cry cry."
"I guess I didn't want to disappoint my father."
"You were so SENSITIVE. It was just AWFUL."
"I'm still sensitive, I know that. I try to be aware of it and not take things too personally - but my friends don't mind and I think it makes me more empathetic than most. Folks that have a problem with it, I try to avoid."
"But now you're grown up and I never expected you to turn out to be the woman you are now. You are strong and confident and you've travelled the world."
"What do you mean? How did you expect me to 'turn out'?"
"Just a housewife like your mom."
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