Who Would Hurt Maria?
Sunday night I sent a text message to my teacher Maria to ask her if we were going to have class in the morning of the afternoon. She replied with a brief message saying that we wouldn’t be able to have class Monday but didn’t explain why.
“Mañana no puedo dar clase lo siento.”
Even though we had class Wednesday and Thursday, I just assumed she wanted more time to emotionally recover from her breakup. She had a really rough week as her boyfriend dumped her out of the blue last Tuesday right before our class. The most difficult part was that he didn’t give any reason and didn’t try to explain what happened. The following day, he called her, yelling and saying how the biggest mistake he ever made was dating her. I don’t care that Maria was giving me her side of the story. She is one of the sweetest and most pleasant people I’ve met here. There is no way she was the biggest mistake of his life.
While she is very kind, she also tries to be strong and handle things herself. As a result, she can understate a difficult situation. Today she apologized for not having sent me a text regarding our classes. She had a difficult situation and promised we would resume classes shortly.
“Perdona Kyle por no haberte escrito pero estuve en una situación muy difícil. Pronto retomamos las clases.”
I wrote back and told her to take her time, that her personal life was more important, and that I was praying for her. My jaw dropped when she subsequently told me why we hadn’t had class. Saturday she had been robbed and held captive, but she was okay. She didn’t tell me for how long, if she was hurt, or what happened. No wonder she wasn’t up for teaching.
“Kyle, gracias. Pero me robaron y secuestraron el sabado, pero estoy bien. Un beso.”
As soon as I learn what happened, I’ll post it here.
