I am sure everyone in a foreign country have their own story. Louis, a Mexican I met who worked in the same shop that I did in the Mall is no exception. Today is my final day at work over there, it's a sudden decision because I cannot manage to take care of so many things at the same time especially when I am leaving in 2 weeks.
He is genuinely sad when he know that I am leaving. Actually I quite like Mexicans because, well, most of them that I know of are very simple and true persons, they never hide anything from you and they are loyal.
Today, Louis shared with me his secret, and it is like revealing his true shelf to me, which made me feel so touched, first of all, he totally trusted me, and it's like he really want me to know the "true" him. It's certainly a big issue when he revealed his identity to me, the identity that make everyone a unique person, his name, given by his parents, and the real name!
It's obvious why he is living under another person's identity, many immigrant worker suffers from that, and I am truely moved when he shared his beautiful name with me -- Abraham, Lincoln's first name, Abraham, i will never forget you. See you in a year, as you said! :>
I feel like I am really lucky and am having a truely blessed life, I cannot imagine people calling me a name unfamiliar, a name I just encounter after 30 years of being myself....these people are amazing!!
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