We were conditioned to never expect presents.As children raised mostly by our almost fanatic religious grandmother, presents were seen as ungodly that only elevated the self and ignited vanity which went against her Pentecostal cult-like teachings, or simply not given because we lived in poverty. Using religion to cover up or manipulate reality was myContinue reading “The Gift”
Author Archives: Rosa Isabel Chavez
Take care of Thee..
49 years and a day ago, back in 1974 if you don’t care to do the math, an immigrant young girl that just turned 20 gave birth to another little girl and named her Ruby, or so the story goes. Ruby was told that her name was changed because her father threatened to not giveContinue reading “Take care of Thee..”
Little Girls
There are women walking this Earth that are not women, but little girls. For it is the experience that gives you that title and not the years you have lived. There are little girls who are already women without reaching legal age and it is because of their responses to the chaos experienced that haveContinue reading “Little Girls”
Contagious Energy
Why concerts happen.. Last night I had the opportunity to go to a concert, thanks to my cousin Yanira. I almost forgot that THAT was on my agenda but my other half reminded me as I went to work in the morning. His text: ‘don’t you have that concert tonight?’ My text: ‘fuuuuuuuuck!!!’ Truth isContinue reading “Contagious Energy”
A reason, A season and A lifetime
You would think that after 30 years after high school, the ‘making friends’, or the ‘relationship’ thing would be solidified. In your 40’s you would be able to discern fake from real… then after the pain of realizing there are people that pose as friends and are parasitical in nature, you are reminded it isn’tContinue reading “A reason, A season and A lifetime”
My childhood bully
My grandmother had a toddler when her second daughter passed away at 21. Her second daughter left behind a daughter of her own who just turned one. My grandmother saw to it to raise two little girls instead of one. That granddaughter was me and her little girl is whom I refer to as my sisterContinue reading “My childhood bully”
The importance of Self Esteem
As a young woman in today’s diverse, fast-paced and fickle society, infused with instant gratification, I can proudly write that a constant challenging experience I have learned to overcome was my low self-esteem. It was an unidentifiable sickness that began in my childhood and lingered into my adolescence and lived with me way into myContinue reading “The importance of Self Esteem”
Letters undelivered
‘Get rid of them. If you want to get out of here, don’t even mention them.’ she said. *Genna was referring to my letters. The letters I wrote before I attempted suicide. She was advising I not mention it to the appointed psychiatrist because it may delay my being released from the psych ward IContinue reading “Letters undelivered”
Fair
‘Te vas a poner prieta.‘ – ‘You’re gonna get dark.’ is the warning told to little girls in DR when they stand in the sun. ‘Prieta‘ is worst than ‘dark’, its closer to the N word if anything, therefore the warning was more of a scare tactic for those that aspired or believe to beContinue reading “Fair”
Little hostages
‘My cousins want me to get a job so I can move out.’ she offered as we walked towards the corner store. Angel is a junior in my fashion class.‘How old are you? 16?’Angel : ‘I’m 17, I’ll be 18 this October‘.My mental calculations did the math; she would be 18 in the beginning ofContinue reading “Little hostages”
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