when I got off the car after a tiring day at the clinic I saw a girl of about
fifteen reading a book on the website of the pension front. She looked with her
beautiful brown eyes as I approached the front door. Curious one day I asked if
she liked to read.
__ Are you
doctor? I say 'cause the white robe you’re wearing.
__ Yes. But
tell me. What do you study?
__ I'm in
high school. I want to be a nurse when I finish.
__ Do you
find it easier to study in the portal? I say this from
the noise of passing trucks and buses.
__ I need
quiet to read.__I said.
would be ideal. But when my mother has customers in the room I go out and I
take the time to study.
mother is prostitute.
__ I affirm because it was obvious.
worker she likes to be called. Some nights, especially Friday and Saturday up
are so many men and I really do not know where to get involved. So I look for a
light bulb to read. I did not
know to add to his story. Be silent for a few seconds:
mother does not think about the future, when she get old. How does she keep?
__ She pays
retirement insurance. Sex workers of Uruguay are grouped "The association
of harlots" when the aches and pains have come a pension which need to survive.
__ And your
mother has many customers?
varies. There are seven a day and there are days that just one.
__ And that
enough to live comfortably?
__ Do not
throw butter at the ceiling but we pulling.
I did not
know what more to say. I felt sorry for the young teenager, I said a muttered
goodbye and cross the street to the warmth of home. I thought that some women
have a hard time but this girl kept some childish naivete and took her mother's
work naturally. Surely she would be a good nurse.