In many cities of Spain many families decide to bring their help to Sahara's refugees.
My family heard about it one day and after thinking about it for a while we decided to do it. My sister and I were already grown and my parents needed to feel the joy of having a kid in the house, so we decided to bring a girl during the three months of summer and take her out of the desert during the worst months of the year.
I still remember as it was yesterday the day that we went to pick her up. The room was full of families waiting for their new temporary members of the family, everybody was full of uncertainty, nervous and curiosity.
They suddenly came into the room, they all had coal-black eyes bright as stars.
When they pronounced my name, I thought my heart were going to come out of my chest, which one will be mine?.And there she was, tiny like a flea,with huge beautiful eyes, wiry hair and a dress too big for her body!. She was trembling like a bird when I took her hand.
|Her the second year with us,she was 9 years old|
I never saw in such young eyes that much knowledge and history. A history full of pains and deceptions, a history that their ancestors have been dragging for a long time,a lost motherland, a land that may will never be theirs again.
By the end of the summer she stole our heart.. that was it!. .she kept coming to our home during four summers, until she turned twelve and she was too old to come.
Her name is Aichetu, right now she is a beautiful 18 years old girl full of life!
|Aichetu a year ago.|
Everybody take care!!