Panama
Panama, in many many reason it has changed me.
My friends from Mexico tell me i became a 'gringa' and that I'm not like before... which i don't really remember how I was before.
My friends from Texas tell me that i became a 'panamanian' that I replaced them for the panamanians, that i don't like them anymore and stuff like that.
When my parents told me we were going to move to Panama the first thing that came to my mind was 'Where is Panama' and pretty much thought of it as a desert island... ignorant huh? well I told all my friends from Texas that I would never forget them and that they would always be my best friends forever! obviously it wasn't true; even if you don't want to change, you will change. physical or mentally.
When I met the 'guy' in 7th grade he became my boyfriend, thats when everything started, I started ignoring calls from my Texans friends just to talk to the Panamanian friends, it was like a war between both of the groups... The time passed and i received more Panamanian calls than Texans, until the day were no more Texas calls came, only Panamanians, now in this summer i went to Texas, thats when all of them attacked me bunch of them calling me names 'kidding' but i obviously knew they were serious. I wasn't going to insult them back since I'm not that kind of person but yeah I have to admit that I did replaced them, and that I do prefer Panama than Texas.
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1 Comments:
I liked your story!!!! I liked how you explained everything, and I feel like I can connect with you xP very good job XD
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