My Chabela

         I remember the first day that I met you, I saw a beautiful woman coming in my class, I thought you were the same age as me, and was happy because I knew that you will be my friend. I asked you if you were a new student and we started to talk about the country that we are coming from and our name.

      We did two mouths together and it is like I have always known you. You are such a kind person and for sure I’m going to miss you. I hope you will come back because Tennessee will miss you and the class will be boring without you, Angeles, and JD talking in Spanish, I know it is not allowed but it gives the atmosphere to the class.

     You are very smart and I think everybody will miss your smile in class. I hope this is not our last time to see each other and maybe I will go to Venezuela because I saw your pictures and I think it is a beautiful part of the world to visit. I wish you could stay here with us because nobody wants you to return.

      It is very hard for me to say goodbye but I don’t want to cry because I have your facebook and we are going to keep in touch. I’m glad to have you as friend, you are and will always be my ‘’ chabela.’’ Take care of you, and I will always love you like Whitney Houston sang it.

By mami