MORE ABOUT ME
Hello Hiveblog community, greetings to all readers, I hope you are super cool, I'm here again, today I want to talk about how I entered Hiveblog and a little more about me.
One morning almost noon, I was sitting in front of the dining room of my house thinking and meditating so many things, how to earn extra money to buy material for my sewing work, suddenly I heard a conversation with my nephew 
I made my first publication and at the moment of selecting the community I found Ladies of Hive, with which I felt identified, a space where not only our voices are written, but also, in some way or another, heard and read, it seemed to me a very original page. First of all, I am grateful to @Silversaver888, for welcoming me, for giving me those tokens that I did not expect, but, above all, for knowing that there are women who have had to live the same or similar situations to mine. I already feel part of this community, not so much for the money I can earn, but also to transmit ideas, advice, to help you in one way or another, to learn from you, to give us mutual support, to give us feedback in time and space.
My mother worked as a librarian in a school and my father was unemployed due to life situations, when she left work she went to give math, Spanish and English classes at home, to have an extra income, while she was working, My father took care of us, we lived in our paternal grandmother's house, it was hard, when it rained the whole house got wet everywhere, we lost furniture and other valuable things, they had no money to give us to buy snacks at school, however, she got up very early to make us some arepas and fried eggs, she kept them in our containers and thus, we could eat at mid-morning. I was uneasy to see my mother make such an effort, so I asked my maternal grandmother, who was a seamstress, for scraps of fabric and I began to sew small miniature bags by hand, I sold them to my classmates, I saw how some ladies at recess time sold empanadas at the door of the school, When I got home I told my mother that I had started to sell these things to earn some money to buy something for my brothers and sisters, I also wanted her to start making empanadas so I could sell them at the door of the school and help her a little more, She always told me, "you must study", "don't neglect your classes", "someday when you see me sticking my tongue to the floor, you are going to help me financially", well, I spent all my time in school and high school, literally waiting for my mother to stick my tongue to the floor, it never happened, however, God put us in the way a friend of my mother, who got me a scholarship, when that money arrived, it was little but valuable, I used it for my mother, to satisfy some need to my brothers and sisters. I went through the stage of adolescence and graduated from high school in Tourism, my father gave me the great news that I had found a job at the university as administrative staff.
The time came when every young person wanted to study at the university, which is a kind of life where the experiment and the object of study is you, how we must defend ourselves and respond to any situation that arises, which will form your character. The career that I liked was not available in my city, I had to emigrate to another state, everything became too small for me, thinking about the expenses that this would cause to my parents, one more and very hard expense, to pay residence, to make a separate market, God what complications! When I arrived in the state of Nueva Esparta to study a degree in Tourism, it was something new and at the same time strange, living in a room that is not your home and with girls who are not your family, being in another land that is not yours, a total change. I changed my residence very often, not because of my irresponsibility as a person, but because I was looking to reduce costs, to relieve my parents' pocket, the only good thing was that every time I moved, my mom came to help me with the move. The university had two buses, one that left at six in the morning and another one that left at 9 at night, so as not to spend so much money I went in the morning on the first bus of the university, I spent the whole day there, I saw classes in the morning, at noon I went to the dining room to have lunch, I would chat with some classmates, lie down in the green areas of the campus, do research in the library, then go to the dining hall for dinner and finally sit on the bench to wait for the time for the shuttle to leave to get to the residence, wait for my mother's anxious call, just to hear her voice. It was something improper, spending all day at the university or walking through streets and avenues alien to me, alone without my siblings and my parents, only the company of some classmates, with time I was adapting and getting used to those who were alien to me.
One day sitting on the grass, I was in front of one of the cafes of the university, there was a notice, which said that they were looking for girls to work in the hours they had free of classes, it was very pleasant because the cafe guaranteed me first breakfast and second but not least, not to lose my class hours, they did not pay much to pay for a room, I was passionate about each subject, it was a challenge, there were professors who were flexible with the bachelor, they would give you advice about any difficulty, others were terrible, they played at cheap psychology saying "in this section there are thirty students, but two pass me", they would postpone the whole section. In semesters I lost the subject, I had to see it in the next semester and if I had the same teacher with the same chatter, I had to look for strategies, see it in other sections with the same teacher to clarify the doubts and approve the subject, there were teachers who postponed the girls the subject, without any justification, only for them then negotiate the approval of the subject, in exchange for their body, thank God I always had my values well instilled and had no need for those things, if they were going to give classes in the vacations to advance some subject I enrolled some to advance.
One night, my mother called me on the phone to the residence, she told me that a friend of my father was waiting for me in a government institution to give me a job in the tourism sector, it was to work half a day and gain experience in the field, I worked there for six months, since it absorbed a lot of time, When they paid me off I took a part for myself and the other I deposited it to my mother in her bank account even though my father was already working, I knew that she still needed it, for adverse reasons I had to come back to my parents without finishing my career.
Being back home, was not an impediment to not continue my studies, on the contrary, very humbly with my limitations, I became a professional, not in tourism, but in Administration, I got married as I dreamed all my life and with a wonderful family blessed by God.
Life has taught me that in the face of an obstacle we must maintain sobriety, to set an objective is to achieve a goal, we cannot abandon our parents in old age, we must give them all the love and understanding that they once gave us. I know that many who are reading this text went through or are going through similar situations to those I went through, but I tell you do not faint, keep going, try hard and be brave, the Lord your God is with you, at the end of the path you will say to yourself "I made it", you will reap fruits that you once harvested, never lose your humility and keep going.
My objective in Ladies of hive, is to transmit my knowledge of sewing to those women, who in some way or another like this art, so wonderful, full of creativity and imagination, as an enterprise or simply as a hobby. I also give advice about marriage, life as a couple, child abuse, women who have been victims of physical, verbal and domestic abuse.
I belong here, in the Ladies of Hive community, ready to face challenges together, achieve goals and objectives that are presented to us along the way, count on me to walk this path.
I hope my publication has served as a reference for you, comments are welcome.
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