We first met m'bk'trh as we travel through the airport they were in a large portion sleeping on the floor it was a large family two parents two grandparents and 10 children we offered to provide a home for their middle-aged daughter who was about 16 years old the family happily agreed and seems so happy as we provided a beautiful house for their daughter in our own home
We let her down the steps to the basement which had a dirt floor. Special provisions had been made such as installing one hanging light bulb for her to see and one hot plate and a pan for her to cook her strange foods in. Far from being a slave we provided her a budget of $20 a week for all of her food and other needs so she never went without. One day my uncle had come across a cluster of rats living in the woods and brought them down to the basement so that as they huddled and squirmed across the corners of the room they might make her feel more at home just like things were in Haiti.
She didn't need to go to school as she was not old enough to help around the house full time cooking meals cleaning dishes changing diapers and generally being as useful as possible and yes she did do windows we all laughed as she struggled with the Giant gas leaf blower on her back as she finished the yard work. And truth it was a bargain because our old grass cutters charged us well over $100 a month so for just $80 we were getting all of that plus a cook a maid and all pair everything in fact.
We warned her how dangerous it would be if she ever left the house because a pretty girl like she was with her dark ebony skin would quickly get scooped up by more ruthless males from Pakistan and sent into terrible slave pits. She listened to this story carefully and vowed never to try to run away. What week she had gotten low on funds and had to trap and eat the rats to survive while serving us lobster and filet mignon in our dining room those were hard days because her energy levels were low and we found it fitting too by 100 lb sex of oats and barley from the animal feed store which she would soak overnight and then eat in the mornings after that she became much more productive scrubbing floors as she hummed her old tunes happily. We asked her how she was doing transitioning to her New freedom in America and she always told us how happy she was to finally be in the promised Land. She had to cross the border without a passport or any identification so for her getting freedom to travel home wasn't impossibility as well as opening a bank account or getting a driver's license we explain this to her carefully so she understood the difference between citizens and migrants. A few months later my husband came home with two more Haitian refugees younger women who were able to work much harder than our first one and sadly after another few months it became clear that she had become used up and had to go. We took her to a shelter Andrew her a map of where the free food could we had and wished her the best. There are many tears that day but we knew we had done the right thing.
Our next two we decided to do better with we began a strict series of lessons so they could speak better English and made sure to replace the comfortable mattresses in the basement with simple wood and straw so that they could remain a Hardy and tough rather than toothbrushes they got long bits of straw to drag across their teeth. We removed the $20 a week all together it's simply kept them eating from the giant bag of oatmeal and barley we had already paid for it hadn't we someone had to eat all those grains and they didn't seem to mind as long as we got a few spices for them to make it taste like home. One of our migrants was quite good at giving massages specially foot massages and after our long hard days once dinner was done we all sat down to a good smoke and glasses of wine while our feet were gently massaged.
I don't know if we will ever have to replace our new migrant visitors they are just about perfect in every way although they do talk back a little bit and my husband has been known to backhand them from time to time one day he hung up small whip up from a nail in their room and they got the message so far he hasn't had to use it but I think just seeing it there they know their place much better.
Update my husband has come home with four new Haitian migrants these girls are younger eight to 10 years old we thought this was important to start their training while they were young as that had been one of our errors as they learn to take on the responsibilities of the house we learned we could make quite a bit of money hiring out are my princess house cleaners up and down the block another we put in her own massage business all together they bring home over $500 a month and once we get the new girls going we should be able to expand that to well over $1,000 the door has just rung my husband is back again from the airport he has six girls this time I don't know how we will do with 10 girls in the house it's time to buy some more straw for the dirt floor in the basement that's for sure
(Laughs)
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