invitación me encanta apoyar todo lo bueno que aporte felicidad y buena vibra, así que aquí me tienes súper lista para echarte mi cuento de la vida, de cuidadora de casa ajena.
A golpe de 6:30 pm a 7:00 pm mi hermanita, seis años menor que yo, mega pilas me dice:
Sister: Yen, hay gente al lado,
Yo: ¿Dónde?
Sister: A donde la vecina pues, donde más pues, ¡vamos a hacer algo!
Yo: ¿Tas loca muchacha? No es nada, no hay nadie… yo con la flojera con ganas de seguir dibujando.
Sister: Si hay Yen, están fulanita y menganita reuniendo gente, ya subi y las vi.
Sister: Yen sube calladito, agachadita que no te vean, y prendes la luz de arriba de nuestra casa y la apagas ahí mismo, pero rápido y te bajas de nuevo…
Yo: ¿Tas loca muchacha? ¡Porque no vas tú! Eres mas pequeña y no te van
a ver ni queriendo, anda tú…
Sister: Anda tú te dije ya, sube, prende rapidito la luz y la apagas y te bajas, tienes que ir a poner orden…
BIEN BELLO PUES.🙃
¡Heyyyy no se vayaannnn! ¡regreseeeeenn! No es nada… es Yen…. ¡YEEENNNNNN SALLLLL DONDE ESTES METIDAAAAA!
Los pocos que quedaron se espantaron y se fueron jajajjajajajaj, no aguanto la risa.🤣
¿Y quién carrizo les dio vela en ese entierro?
Es más ¿Quién les dio permiso para meterse donde no las llamaron si saben que esa no es su casa? Trataron de explicarse dijeron para salir del paso que no iban a seguir pero que va, intentaron de nuevo con los tres pelagatos que quedaban, que por cierto les estaba regresando el color al rostro, hasta que llegaron mis padres, mi hermana les reportó la escena del crimen tal como sucedieron las cosas, mi papá riéndose en un rincón por allá bien lejos dizque para que no nos diéramos cuenta y mi mamá regañando a las chamitas etc etc etc.
Fuente:
Fotos: propias, tomadas con mi genial telefonito Redmi 7ª
Locación: Mi mundo paralelo de ToonMe.
Plantillas: Personalizadas y editadas en Canva y CapCut
Traductor gratuito libre: DeepL
Now in English:
Thank you my dear @lisfabian for the mention and for the
invitation I love to support everything good that brings happiness and good vibes, so here I am super ready to tell you my tale of life, as a caretaker in someone else's house.
Let's start with a non-linear story but I will try to make myself understood, years ago in 2007 I participated in a great diploma course where I saw a subject called NEUROLINGUISTICS and the teacher told me in one of those that children have their way of being depending on the hierarchy of each one, to call it somehow, so the first one is the leader of the pack, the intelligent one, who has the convening power, the last one because he is the last one doesn't care about anything in life and has a tongue with a lot of self-confidence, he has nothing to lose, he is more active and the one in the middle was something like the submissive one, he has neither voice nor vote, he feels displaced.
From 6:30 pm to 7:00 pm my little sister, six years younger than me, mega batteries tells me:
Sister: Yen, there are people next door,
I was?
Sister: Where the neighbor well, where else well, let's do something!
Me: Are you a crazy girl? It's nothing, there's no one... I'm lazy, want to continue drawing.
Sister: If there are Yen, Petra and Manuelita are gathering people, I already went up and saw them.
Sister: If there are Yen, Petra and Manuelita are gathering people, I already went up and saw them.
God My family home was and is large, compared to the little house we had to take care of, so my sister, as a good boss, Leo had to say:
Sister: Yen, go up quietly, crouch down so they don't see you, and turn on the light above our house and turn it off right there, but quickly and go back down...
Me: Are you crazy, girl? Why do not you go! You're smaller and they won't even see you, go ahead...
Sister: Come on, I already told you, go upstairs, quickly turn on the light and turn it off and come out, you have to go fix it...
Heyyyy don't gonnnn! come back! It's nothing... it's Yen.... YEEENNNNNNN SALLLL WHEREVER YOU ARE MEEENNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!
The few that were left got scared and left hahaha, I can't hold my laughter!🤣
"Hey, why did you do that? You sabotaged us ugly!
I told them with my best smile:
And who gave you a candle in that funeral? (It is a popular Venezuelan expression, which means not to meddle in the affairs of others, there must be respect). Moreover, who gave you permission to go where you were not called if you know that this is not your home? They tried to explain themselves, they said to get out of the way that they were not going to continue, but no way, they tried again with the three that were left, which by the way was returning the color to their faces, until my parents arrived, my sister reported the scene of the crime as things happened, my dad laughing in a corner far away so that we would not notice and my mom scolding the girls etc.
Source:
Photos: my own, taken with my cool little Redmi 7th phone.
Location: My parallel world of ToonMe.
Templates: Personalized and edited in Canva and CapCut
Free free translator: DeepL