Hello Everyone!
My family came into this country to have the American dream, we wanted the white picket fence, the fancy job, and enough cash to get us by. What we got was a crowded apartment on the dark side of the city, jobs at the local dollar tree, and enough cash to get us by the dollar menu at the local Mcdonalds. No hate on Mickey D's though, it was considered a privileged in my family, some kids got puppies, we got happy meal with a FREE PUPPY TOY. And you know what? Some kids would get ice cream when they were sick, we got buckets! And some kids got their first phones when they were in the first grade, and when it was my year as a first grader, and I wanted a phone, I went up to my father and asked him "Daddy? Can I get a cell phone?" and he told me "Mijo santa claus don't grow on trees okay?"
My daddy was a smart man but only in his own language, in English he will try to use words that sound close to the word he needs, for instance, he was searching for the word "chips", he wanted to say "Hey! Do we have any chips left over?" but instead, he said "Ehh, Do we have any shits left ovar?", imagine my parent teacher conferences when they serve light refreshments aka shits and jews, ok?
My mother bless her heart would try so hard keep the illusion that we weren't poor. During Christmas one year, our family hit a real low, financially. But we still celebrated and we still got gifts. So here I am, little Oona about to unwrap a small box laced with last week's sunday paper and my mother goes "go ahead ninitos, shake the box, hear what's inside!", and so we did, and it sounded like a mini puzzle, so that's what we said. My mother disappointed that she couldn't even afford to give us puzzles, so she told us right away that it was cereal. Of course we go "eww, cereal?" but my mother won't let up, so she continues "well it could be frosted flakes, corn flakes, raisin flakes, oye, it's a surprise!" So I open mine and discover it's a knock off brand of Frosted Flakes called Sugar Flakes with a logo of Lennie the Lion as opposed to Tony The Tiger, "They're GooooOOOOOD!"
But in all honesty, I would not have had it any other way with my family. We built a strong bond that no one can break free from. We even have our own catchphrase, would you like to here it?
*knock* *knock*, housekeeping?
THANK YOU ALL, YOU'VE BEEN GREAT!
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My Nice, Different, and Unusual look is definitely something I haven't done yet, and I had to alter a few more things than usual which I hope doesn't bite me later on. Doodyful said I have to step up my game, and I'm not going home without a fight. Isn't that what bitches do?
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