Jun. 9th, 2004

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Julianne does not belong to her family. She belongs to herself, like a star or the birds you see flying off into the sunset. She tells us stories about her family, sitting there on her porch with glasses of sweet juice, stories about a little blue house full of boys and girls and aunts and uncles. She never sounds like she wants to go back, she never sounds like she wants to return to the place where she was trapped like food in a tin. She is free here, surrounded by people who are not.
    One day Julianne invited us into her house. It's not a flat, or an apartment, it is a house with stairs inside and her own pictures and pillows and colors. She works in the city to pay for her house, at a job where she has to wear nice skirts and high shoes. I know she loves it because talking about it makes her face light up like the sun. Whenever she sees us she calls us over and says, I had the best day today, girls. Will you listen for a cup o' juice? Yes, I say, we sure will.
    I like listening to her stories, especially the part that is the same every time she says it. She says to us, Girls, I'm sitting so high I feel like I am on the moon, and I imagine myself sitting right next to her, looking out at the stars shining like fireflies in the sky and down at the great globe that is the world.

I got it!

Jun. 9th, 2004 04:40 pm
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I am now officially a paid intern at the WEA.

I can't believe it! I went up against Alicia M, guys, and she is more involved in leadership and community service than most of the people I know. I also went up against two other unknown people, all for one position. And I won. I WON!

I have a job now, guys. I can't believe it. I don't start anytime soon, July 19 is my first day, but... I have a job! I work from 11 to 5, I think--eleven is for sure, and I think they close at five, but she didn't exactly say.

Oh my gosh. Forgive me if this entry seems completely off; my mind is still whirring. I got the job, I got the job!

Oh yeah, I almost forgot. That last entry was a piece I wrote for English which was supposed to imitate Sandra Cisneros' (The House on Mango Street) writing style. I think I did really well with it, except for that "food in a tin" bit, heh. The last paragraph is one of the ones I like most out of everything I can think of that I've written. I love the "sitting on the moon" bit.

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