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A plate fell and broke. Shit.
Manager: AMAL! I AM REMOVING 5 DOLLARS OF TODAYS MONEY FOR BREAKING THIS AND BEING CARELESS.
Me: It was an accident i swear!!
Manager: I dont care you fucked up Muslim!
I plugged in my headphones, cleaned the mess and cried. Rasict much?! He was 50 years old, and "fucked up". What killed me is i cant answer back :)!!
The day went so slowly. I took 13 dollars only today !! :( Im going to search for jobs and more money.
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Next day was sunday, i had an off day. I went and searched for shops, i saw offers on mopping the ground and cleaning tables for 5 dollars per hour, but it was till 12. Well, its near my house i could go walking, and they paid me better.
I stayed in Macdonalds for the rest of the week then went to the other resturant.
First day was better here than in Macdonalds, i made sure to stay focused, and not tear :).
When i went home, my phone was ringing, i looked at the number, it was from these phone boxes in the streets...
I wondered if it was James or not.. I answered...
Me: Alo
...: Amal
Me: MAMA !!!!!!!! *i teared up*
Mama: 7abebty weink? Ana 5ayfa 3alk wayd, tamnyny 3ank, takleen? tnameen? wein ga3da 7abebty? I missed you alot *cries*
Me: Mama 7abebty, lat5afy 3alay, im good w el 7amdella, ga3da f, hotel, ashte3'el, i missed you too yuma, allah y5aleek take care of yourself!
Mama: Obook 7as fel thanb, yabeek tredeen, yuma
Me: La asfa yuma, magdar, 6aradny mn baity laish ared? w elmshkla inty ele ga3da tgoolyly hal kalam, i4a yabeeny 5alyh yete9el y3rf ragamy :)
Mama: Okaay 7abebty 3shani! Ana bageely fatra galeela, abi ashufk yumaa *she cried*
Me: Shh-shnw yumaaaa !!! Latgoooly hal kalam marra thanyaaa!! Inty bet3eeysheen yumaaa !!! *criess hardly* Yumaaaa abi ashufk ba3ad, i missed you!!!! abi agoolk kalam kether, abi agoolk kel shay f,galby, zman mafadfadt le a7ad yumaaa, allah y5aleek latseebeny w troo7eeen *cries*
Mama: Amoola, bkra ashufk in Starbucks at 10 am , lazem ashufk yuma!! A7bk 7abebty, yalla take care ! *cries*
Me: Ana akthar yuma, inshallah <3
I cant wait for tomorrow to see my mother, fuck the job, omy aham insan f,7yati!!
I drifted to sleep, i was tired !
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I called the resturant told them id come 12 they didnt mind, but i have to work them on sunday, i didnt mind, such a good manager.
I went to starbucks at 9:50. I entered the shop, music was blasting..
They had: Justin Bieber's As Long As You Love Me... Not a huge fan of him, but this song is so cute :') !!
I sat, ordered my mom's favorite, she came in. She looked pale, she had red eyes seemed like she was crying for ages, she had a hat on her hair, her hair seemed shorter, she looked so tired, she was wearing loads of clothes though it was hot, my mom looked terribely bad, and sick. I never saw her like this, seeing her like this breaks my heart, tears filled my eyes, i got up and hugged her soooo tight and started crying!
Me: Maaaaaaaaaammaaaa laish shaklkkk ta3baan?! Mammaaaa take care of your selve allah y5aleeek!!!!
Mama: Kaifk Amoola? *she smiled, a tired smile*
Me: Mamaaa, esh 9ayr ma3ak?!!! :'(
Mama: I have cancer in my blood, they couldnt cure me, some day im leaving, it seems really close... My hair *she pointed at it* fell, i cut some of it, i am getting chemo therapy, i am hoping to get better, ad3i rabi 6ool el wagt , allah kareem :).
Me: *i kept crying* Mama, dont leave me allay y5aleeek, inty 7yati kelha, ana 7mara w 3'abeya za3altk f,7yatk ktheerrr, yuma allah y5aleek tukfeeen 5alk ma3ay, dont give up, 3shani w 3shan rashood, mama please *criessssssssssss soooooooooo damn hard*
Mama: Bas ya bnty 5ala9 ga6a3ty galbi, klna fl a5eer bnmoot hay senat el 7yat, ana bs ely thab7ny ene batrk rashood w abook w inty la7alkm f,hal 7yat. *cries*
Me: Mamaaa you wont die now, ana mab5aleek mama!! wallah ma2a5aleek!!!! YARAAAAB 54NY ETREK OMI!!! MAGDAR A3EEESH BEDONHAAAA*I cried!! I was shouting loudly, everyone looked at me*
Mama couldnt do anything but cry and cry and cry!
I hugged her so tight and cried in her arms like a baby...
Me: Mamaa who will keep my secrets?! Whos gana shout at me?! Meeen bygooly latetkalameen f,hal 6areee8a !! mamaaaaaaa you cant go , mama please please get better !!! *i cried so hard*
I stayed with my mother, and cried for hours, and hours and hours, we decided to see each other daily law for 1 hr, shes gana come to the resturant i work in to see me, she offered money, she told me go to school, or even come live with her, bas magdrt.
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Months passed way in this exact same way, everytime i'd see my mom id tell her everything. One day i went to Starbucks for our meetup, she didnt come, she was late for 30 mins, i was worried i called her phone no answer. Called my dad....
Dad: Aloo Amaaal *his voice was soooo tired*
Me: Maamaa wain yuba?!
Dad: Ena lelah wa2ena elayh rajee3on.
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