My childhood story pt.2

As I was saying earlier, a week later after my mother passed away during work, a man from the richest family in our city, came to my house asking to adopt me.

-Mister, I'm sorry, but who are you? How do you know where I live? Did you spy on me before?

-...😐 what a peculiar child... Hello. My name is Radansen Topoliev, and I'm the owner of the child care facility of this city. I heard about your tragedy, so I came to offer to take care of you until you come of age.

-I don't need your care or pity. I'll be fine on my own. Do you know why? Because I'm the daughter of the woman who worked on 5 jobs all years to support her daughter and herself, because her irresponsible husband left their family, and went to find rich Sugar-mommy to escape from this poor life. Go back from where you came from. I don't need your help, nor care. Goodbye.

The man was left shocked in front of the closed door. He couldn't believe that a 10 y.o child, moreover a girl, said those things.

-I should look after this girl from behind, said he in a quiet voice.

As I couldn't work at 5 jobs like my mother, and I had to go to school, I decided to work on just 2 jobs. I went for an interview, and after hearing my story, the employers accepted me for work. I worked from 5AM till 8AM by sending magazines to doorsteps, then I was at school from 9AM till 3.30PM, after I worked from 4PM till 7PM in a café near my school as a waitress, and after finishing my work and study day, I went home and from 8PM till 12AM I prepared my food for the next day and did my homework. Going to bed at 12AM and sleeping till 4.30AM I woke up, and the days repeated themselves. It was very tiring, but what choice did I have? I had no one to rely on, I had to eat food to survive and study so that I could have at least a smaller chance on finding a better job in the future.

In school, after my tragedy happened, I had no one talking to, because the guys who came for exchange, talked others into no talking to, saying they'd get a contagious desire called "poorness", and it's a disease that's impossible to cure. While everyone was laughing, not wanting to mess with them, I was paying close attention to classes. Between classes, I was trying to do the homework for the next day, and after school ended, I went straight to my job. My bag, which my late mother gave me, I bought a sewing kit, and tried to repair it, and luckily, after some work on it, I could use it again for going to school and work. Thank you mother for your precious gift🙏 May your soul rest in peace.

While I was working in Cafe, there were times, when clients tried to harass me, and luckily, my coworkers and chef were good people, so they helped me escape those situations. While working there, I developed love for culinary, and at home, I tried to improvise some dishes that I saw in Cafe. Well, the first times, weren't very successful, but still edible, which was good, as I couldn't afford to throw out precious products. Still, after 2 weeks of trying, the taste became better and better, and when I showed my chef what I did, I was promoted from a waitress to an assistant in the kitchen. I was very happy with this promotion, because I could learn new recipes, I didn't have to interact with those rude costumers, and my rang and pay became better.

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