Refugee Timeline - Isabel

Refugee Timeline - Isabel

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  • Freedom!
  • Oil
  • Oil
  • I'm sorry, but you cannot come onto shore or we will send you back to Cuba.
  • I spotted my Papi, and my grandfather, Lito. They were mixed in with the crowd for freedom from Castro. It was a riot because we ran out of food too fast. Papi said we had to leave Cuba because they would come for him. We would have to go to Florida. I traded in my trumpet for gas to run the boat. 
  • Shark!
  • Hurry! Get in!
  • We were out on the water, trying to escape while, Castro would still let us. When  Papi saw the police running for us he was terrified. But when they took of their uniforms, I saw that it was Ivan's older brother, and his girlfriend. They climbed in the boat with us. 
  • He is dead.
  • He's so pale.
  • The baby's coming!
  • Lito! No!
  • Oh no!
  • We saw land, but when we got nearer a man came and said we could not come on land, or they would send us back. It was the Bahammas. They said they would take Mami to have the baby, but then they would send her back to Cuba. She didn't want her baby born in Cuba, so she said no. People ran to us to help. They threw us food and water, and medicine for my mother. 
  • We were taking turns in the water holding on the boat to speed the boat up and cool us down. Ivan's face went startled all of a sudden and he screamed shark. I felt something smooth and grey slide across my leg. It bit Ivan's leg and the water turned red. Amara and I climbed in the boat and pulled Ivan up. 
  • Ivan's face was pale, and the life went out of his eyes. He was dead. A little later, we saw land, it was so sad that Ivan was so close to Florida, but never made it. Then a boat came to chase us down. Lito jumped in the water as a distraction and they would pick him up and take him back to Cuba. Then my mother yelled that the baby was coming. Once he was born my dad put my baby brother into my arms and we carried Mami to shore. We had made it. 
  • Now that we lived in the states, I had a trumpet and played at band. Little Mariano, named after Lito was part of the family. Us and the Castiallos lived a happy life as a whole. We miss Ivan and Lito but they will always live in our hearts. 
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