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My sister Norma, 2022

@casa0101

En Mi Jardín: Healing with Our Stories

A 10-Minute Play New Works Festival

Directed by

Emmanuel Deleage and Lorena M. Ortega

With written works by my awesome

co horts

Martin Barrera,

Bernadette Bolaños,

Christian Gama,

Michelle Lopez,

Itzel Ocampo,

Martín Olvera,

Lorena Ramirez,

Kerri Ramos,

Doreen Sanchez,

Connie Valencia,

Yvonne Garcia Zaher,

and Juanita Zavaleta

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I celebrated a milestone for my sister Norma at Luminarias. It is always special where we go. This place divides us from where we live. She lives in University Hill, and I live in Monterey Park. Luminarias, a restaurant, now a golf range, is under new management. She remembers the salsa nights there, and I remembered Baby Doe and the secluded parking spots. The stories in this place are written all over this image. #lovemysister #familia #mysistersnewcar #familia @luminaries

This is @deadnoctrina. She posed when I asked her and she wanted me to tag her because she said, "That everyone takes a picture of me, but nobody tag's me". Thank you for posing and here is your tag.

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#@deadnoctrina

Norma has beauty, grace, and elegance. In 1975, when I was fourteen, she left for Mexico. She lived in Mexico, D.F., for ten years, learning how to cook, working as an English teacher, and raising her three kids. I visited her in the last year of her stay, and together we saw the ruins of Teotihuacan, Polyforum of Siqueros, and many other cultural institutions. Within three years of her return to Califas, she obtained a B.A. Childhood Psychology, a house, and a job as a Teacher's Assistance for LAUSD. She is currently a teacher for toddlers at USC Child Development Center. As she walks in an outfit that I made, you get to see her beauty, grace, elegance, independence, strong, caring, and nurturing personality. Still, the experience is in her radiant smile, which has always given me the warmth of caring for children, and her five grandkids our next generation

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Norma and Abby have never been in the spotlight, let alone walk down a thirty-two-foot runway.

They were both nervous but proud to be wearing my creations. Norma and Abby were Model 7 in the line of sequence. We were the halfway act. We picked out Norma's hairstyle and submitted the picture early. I arrived early to make sure Norma's nerves were calm. Norma would be chauffeured to a place to get hairstyled.

At four, looking from the second floor at Frankie, the venue, she was taken away. And I waited. An hour and a half passed, and as I looked out for Norma to see coming out of the chauffeur, Model 14 came in and commanded everyone. I kept looking outside to see when my sister, Model 14, was posing for pictures. Why was Model 14 done before my Model 7?

When I saw Norma coming into the green room, she was rattled and disgusted by the behavior of Modle 14. All my work to calm and ensure my sister enjoyed her moment was gone, but I continued giving her positive vibes like a loving brother should. My family rushed her into my outfit. I want to thank Gloria Plaza for helping me help my sister with her skirt, and I'm sharing those photos here.

At the moment, Norma and Abby's outfits were on and adjusted, and I vowed not to sit down because they couldn't. That commitment lasted for two hours. While in this waiting room, I got to listen, observe and see other models supporting each other. I was also amazed by some of the other artist's work. As I looked at Norma and Abby, I felt proud of my work and honored and scared for having them walk that thirty-two-foot runway in front of hundreds of people. My eyes were closed while I listened to the beat of my song. I felt Module 7 was the climax part of this event, and as I looked at the last two models waiting for their turn, I saw two human pinatas, with primary colors here and there, and the one with the hat with red dingle balls constantly dropping a cardboard toy AK rife.

I said to myself, "I worked too hard."

And worst, having my family and dear sister disrespected by the small human pinata, whose long, boring obnoxious song brought more pain in standing.

#whatswrongwithyou

@shg1970

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