I came to work abroad at an early age a lifetime opportunity to feed my family three meals a day! a glimmer of hope and means to survive from the poverty class for the rest of my life! I was told to be stupid and not act smart I am an extra pair of hand to do what they want! I cannot be sick and cannot be sad I had to switch off my emotions as I was being paid! Life as a helper working abroad is a playing field with bounces and kicks! I send my family photos of me assumption free when I get a day off beautifully dressed but cry pretty!