I Draw Wisdom
By Lubin | From : Haiti | School : BloomfieldShe is my everything,
my counselor, my adviser.
I did a lot of unfair things. I cut biology class and I
was marked absent, principal Farah called her, I’ve
always hated that principal. And she said to Suzela,
my aunt, and said:”Leila est en grande difficulté!” (Leila
is in big trouble!) with her big mouth. She was speaking
so loud and there were students standing par l’école “by
the school” and “J’étais tellement gêné”! (I was so embarrassed!).
When auntie found out about it, she was very mad
at me because what I did was terrible.
She had the reason to be upset with me, after that she told me
not to ever do that anymore because school was
supposed to be my first priority.I was a little rebellious
because I didn’t want to listen to her. We took a
“motocyclette”( motorcycle) to go home,the road was a
little dusty, that happens when we don’t have rain for a
few months and when we got home, our feet, our faces were full of dust.
I had a friend.
She was not a good friend.
Her name was Betina She lived near my house.
She was this fat girl and she was always dirty. She
was my friend once, I called her my friend but I
knew she wasn’t. I was by the river with two gallons
and I was filling them with water from the river I heard
someone called me and said, “poukisa ou tap pale dèyè
do m ‘ak mika?” ( why were you talking behind my back with
Mika?). “Non mwen pa t ‘fè sa”(no I didn’t” I answered). The
sound of the river was like a thunderstorm, makes the fight
even more interesting.
Mika was my best friend.
We used to do everything together.
We had all of our classes together.We were
friends for a long time. That was the longest friendship
I ever had. We shared our secrets and I think that’s what
kept us close. together, talk about boys like every teenagers do.
Then Betina attacked me, she was the one who picked the fight
She hit me with her dirty sandals. I got with a rage and I grab
her in braids and I shook her so bad. A branch of her braids came
out. There were a bunch kids standing there shouting, “goumen!
goumen!” fight! fight!
My aunt who was visiting a friend who lived near the river
maybe heard all these noise, was running to stop us, but
still, I was trying to beat her. “Matante” auntie was ready
to defend me even though she didn’t know what was going
I never thought she was that important in my life since
today. To me she was a second mom a person I drew wisdom
from. I’ve become a new person because other Because
of her great kindness and patience.
We used to go to carnaval.
February was my favorite
month because that was the month that I used to have fun
She used to go in town with us even though my other
aunts were not happy because they are too religious but
she was different and I guess that’s why she is everyone’s
favorite aunt. We used to go watch Mardi-gras together.
We walked all the way to the grand-rue “street” eating
fritaille” fried plantains and meat. There are these “ lasette
kod” (mardi-gras) their body are filled with dark oil and dirty.
Everytime I see them I start running because if they
touch you, you’re gonna get dirty. We stayed for almost
all the night to watch the defile which is the most interesting
part. We were holding each other’s hands and enjoying the
dance. She taught me things that can help me for my whole life
and also how to have fun. Her great patience holds me until today.