Tiny Table, Huge Start

By Nathalia Torres   |   From : Bloomfield, NJ  |   School : Bloomfield High School

When I was a child, my mother, sister and I moved to another bigger city called Quito, the capital of Ecuador. We moved because my mom had gotten a new job there that was better for us. We didn’t have a lot of things there because we were just starting. It was both a funny and a thoughtful time. Our house was white with light green walls. It also had 3 rooms, 1 bathroom, a kitchen, a living room and dining room. The walls were kind of old, with some kind of humidity spots and some parts of the paint gone, but the house in general was habitable. We had a living room, but we didn’t have a table or chairs in the dining room. The whole room was empty. What we did have was the living room furniture. It was made of red upholstery fabric and wood, the coffee table was rectangular, made of wood, with some flower decorations on the sides. In our rooms, we had our beds and the things that we used to have in our last home like desks and closets. I also had a black shelf where I put my books, mirror, headbands and earrings.

Like I said, we didn’t have anything in our dining room. We used a little green table that was trapezoid shaped instead of a dining table. That table was usually used by my sister for her homework. We didn’teven have chairs for that tiny table, but we had a rounded step that divided the social rooms with our bedrooms that we used as a chair. I remember that my mom made the most delicious soup. That soup is called Quinua, and I couldn’t find its same flavor anywhere. Quinua is a soup made by a grain called Quinua with pork meat, salt and spices. We sat around the little green table really close to each other that we had to be careful not to bump each other when we were eating. Finally, with my mother’s hard work and our help, we bought a really cool and big dining table and chairs. The table was rectangular, made of shiny new glass. The legs of the table were made of black metal with circles that decorated the sides. The first time that we ate at the new table we felt too far away from each other, so we took the chairs and we put them one next to the other leaving more than the half of the table empty.

My family overcame some things and we kept growing as a family. We left everything behind in our hometown, all the problems and bad memories that the divorce of my parents brought us, but we also left our family, our friends and our whole life. This table brought us really close together, but not just because it was small. It put us together to face problems and overcome them. This table built the strong and mighty family that we are. That tiny, trapezoid shaped, green table was the start of a big future for me and my family.

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