S: Esperanza's Journal
FC: Esperanza's Journal | By: Madeline
1: Esperanza's Journal By: Madeline #7 Ms. Burnett's class Feb. 15, 2011
2: Journal Entry # 1 | I’m so exited! My birthday is tomorrow and we are going to have a big fiesta! My name’s Esperanza Ortega. Mama and Papa and my grandma, Abuelita, own thousands of acres of land with lots of servants where we grow grapes and roses.So I can only imagine how many baskets of them will be on each table! My best fried is Miguel but there is a big thing that separates us like a deep river that has no bridge. His parents, Hortensia and Alfonso, work for us while living in servants cabins. Hortensia is the house keeper and she does all the work while I don’t do much.
3: Sometimes when I twist my wavy, black hair on top of my head, I look exactly like Mama because we both have dark eye lashes and fair, creamy skin.But most important, I’m always waited on by servants while doing what I want to do, usually crocheting.
4: Journal Entry #2 | Oh! No! Papa is always home before dark and it was dark ten minutes ago! But soon those minutes turned into hours. Finally someone came, but it was only Tio Luis and Tio Marco and they never pay attention to me. Surprisingly, I noticed Papa’s belt buckle in his hand. But a shocking future was in store for me. Relieving, a wagon pulled up with someone under a blanket. Iift it up and Mama faints. Papa! Papa is dead! Just yesterday we were warned of bandits! I have to face the facts that when I woke up Papa wasn’t singing “Happy Birthday” to me and there is no fiesta. Soon our neighbor, Senor Rodriguez, came with papayas that Papa had ordered. Then, taking a deep breath, I explained everything. Later that day, people I didn’t even know came from all over to honor him for all that he gave in his life.
5: Journal Entry #3 | Still feeling gloomy, I walk downstairs only to see the most dreadful sight. Tio Luis is wearing Papa’s belt buckle, in Papa’s chair, at Papa’s desk, in Papa’s office, scattering Papa’s papers! Running for Mama, I’m so frightened and she finally is here. Even though she come, it gets worse. It feels like slow motion when I here the words,” Romona, will you be my wife?” Without thinking, she immediately said no. That very night thinking he won’t give up, I awkwardly fell asleep only to wake up to Alfonso yelling. What’s going on? And then I knew. Tio Luis set the house on fire!This has gone so far that we sneak out in the middle of the night on a disgustingly dirty train because all of our money was lost in the fire so we can’t afford to go on a nicer ride. From Abuelita being injured in the fire, we had to leave her behind until she gets better.
6: Journal Entry #4 | Whoosh! The wind blows kicking up dirt everywhere, sand is flying and hitting the roof! While I try to calm down the babies, Pepe and Lupe, a worried thought pops into my head. “Where’s Mama, Hortensia, and Josephina?” I am relieved that the trucks came with Mama, Hortensia, Juan, Josephina, and Isabel. we are sharing a cabin with Juan, Josephina, Pepe, and Lupe. Everyone is coughing like wild, especially Mama. A few months passed and Mama is still coughing so bad that we had to call a doctor to come and look at her. Stepping out of the door, he came with breaking news that she has come down with Valley Fever! I suddenly forgot how to breath from shock. First I loose Papa, I can’t bear her too.
7: I feel like the world is going to end! Still choking on the tears that are leaving streaks on my cheeks, we drive her slowly to the hospital. The reason why she’s sick is from stress, and now I am choosing to work in the packing sheds to raise enough money for Abuelita to come. If sadness makes her sick, then maybe happiness will make her get better.
8: Journal Entry #5 | “Mama”Joy flooded my heart as if a dam that was clogging it finally broke free when I heard that after months of hard work while Mama was in the hospital she is coming back. “Guess what? I’ve been saving enough money to get Abuelita here!” When I grabbed my valise and looked inside, my eyes widened. The money was gone! Well, its time to go to work and I still had my head down. Then suddenly startling me, a truck pulled up. It was Alfonso! We rushed to him hoping it is good news, not bad. “Is it Mama?!” “No.” he says reliving me. “Miguel wants us to meet him at the train station!” Just a few days ago, Miguel ran away. Why did he? Then my thoughts changed to anger. Miguel took the money!Still feeling anxious, I searched through the crowd hurrying off
9: the train to greet their loved ones.Finally, there he was and I had a sour expression on my face. “You took the money.” I accused. “Yes but I brought something better. “What could be better than getting Abuelita here? That money was for her!” Then he ran back on the bus. But in my amazement, He came came back out with something better than still having the money here.”Abuelita!” I ran and through my a rms around her. She is here and nothing could ever be better. I now am thinking nothing of what I should have been; regretting what I said to Miguel. It is now my birthday again and I didn’t actually have a big fiesta, but I had something better, I had my family with me and nothing, not even Tio Luis’s power could ever separate us again.
10: Journal Entry #6 | If I could meet Esperanza, I would have so many questions to ask her because of how many horrible experiences she has been through. For instance, I wouldn’t have ever known that people (like Tio Luis) would actually set a house on fire. If I would actually have the opportunity to see her with my own two eyes, then I would definitely wonder what it was like to have no father, your mother in the hospital, and and your grandma not even in the same country as you are. I would love to see her Papa’s roses and how many rows she crocheted on a blanket she made during her free time. If I were to meet this extraordinary character then I were to have an opportunity worth as much as I can hold because she would be the only person I know that has been through so much in her childhood. I would have so much fun knowing that she is very trusting. That is how I picture myself meeting Esperanza.