Monday, January 31, 2011
Viejita mia
Her hands are fairly large for a woman. Her skin tone is am olive tone a color many young girls would dream of having. Her fingers seem to be crooked because of old age. But if you look at her nails you will notice that not one of her nails are torn or bitten off. Despite of the pain she might be feeling because of her aching pains she still takes care of her hands. She picks up her old torn Bible, slowly opens it and begins to read it. You can tell that she is having trouble holding it up because of how heavy the old book is. You begin to notice her arms which have sun spots on them from being on the beach far too often while growing up. She is wearing a long jean skirt and an old gray cardigan which you can tell has had some years of wearing. Her high cheekbones are some to admire that any girl would wish having. Her smile makes you feel safe. Her hair salt and peppered pulled straight back into a bun, she looks up at me, Bible in hand and says, "Mija, don't forget where you come from." and kisses my forehead.
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