People of other races that would help me become more "Americanized" was hard to come around. Sticking to those of my own race was the easiest to find help in. Thanks to Thomas, Mor, and Lochlan. They really helped me and Ronan with surviving this place.
Lochlan helped me with sewing different things and making designs. He also taught me how to hide my Irish tongue and speak the way an American does. He said that no matter the look of me or others you can tell what someone is by their voice and sound. I practiced everyday with Ronan trying to make it better. One time i went to the British shops and spoke in an American accent...they welcomed me. I was stunned by how they just welcomed me as if i had no hint of
Irish blood in me.
Thomas...that man was one of the best friends me and Ronan had here. He took good care of us. He gave us water when we did not have enough money for it. Food was sometimes set outside our door in the mornings with a note. He would buy us food as well and asked for nothing in return. A kind and generous man he was.
Mor, she is beautiful and respectful. She welcomes anyone and everyone to her apartments. And Depending on some situations she would let others pay less or some pay more...but that would be pretty rare. Mor in fact was a rare girl herself. She always held herself high, even when she was in the worst of moods. Never got mad, she did not show any violence. Gentle, calm, collective, and sincere...she was a mother, daughter, sister, and friend to everyone.
These people helped me live and find the right path to success and health throughout being here. I admire their smiles of delight when knowing that they have helped someone, it makes me want to be like them. For now, i will keep with thanking them everyday and being positive about things even in the worst of moments.
Irish blood in me.Thomas...that man was one of the best friends me and Ronan had here. He took good care of us. He gave us water when we did not have enough money for it. Food was sometimes set outside our door in the mornings with a note. He would buy us food as well and asked for nothing in return. A kind and generous man he was.
Mor, she is beautiful and respectful. She welcomes anyone and everyone to her apartments. And Depending on some situations she would let others pay less or some pay more...but that would be pretty rare. Mor in fact was a rare girl herself. She always held herself high, even when she was in the worst of moods. Never got mad, she did not show any violence. Gentle, calm, collective, and sincere...she was a mother, daughter, sister, and friend to everyone.
These people helped me live and find the right path to success and health throughout being here. I admire their smiles of delight when knowing that they have helped someone, it makes me want to be like them. For now, i will keep with thanking them everyday and being positive about things even in the worst of moments.
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