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Post by Lena Petrova on Jul 22, 2007 20:31:11 GMT -5
Lena was heart broken. Her husband did not want to marry her! She had risked EVERYTHING into coming here and now...she had nothing. No home, not much money and she did not know any English.
Lena sat on the steps and hugged her knees. She would be fine. She would...find.....someway. She thought as she started to cry. She put her face in her knees and took a moment to really cry.
Lena did not hear any one around. She thought she was alone as she felt.
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Post by jmkgeb on Jul 23, 2007 16:26:16 GMT -5
Izzie had just dropped off some blood for tests at the lab and was headed back to see if anyone needed her. She had decided to take the stairs after seeing a group of people waiting by the elevator, she knew it would be quicker. As she started heading down she heard a crying coming from the stairwell. She saw the woman as she came up behind her. There were several reasons a person might be crying in the hospital. They were sick, or hurt, or a loved one was, or they had lost someone.
Izzie walked up slowly as to hopefully not frighten the young woman. "Are you alright?" She asked, knowing it was probably a stupid question seeing as how she could clearly see her crying, but at least it would let her rule out the possibility that she had hurt herself in the stairway.
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Post by Lena Petrova on Nov 5, 2007 2:21:46 GMT -5
Lena looked up from her tears and wondered what the woman was saying. "Ya nye ponimayoo" Lena answered and watched her. The woman seemed worried about her. That felt nice but Lena was also angry that once again she could not talk to anyone. "Mnye zhal"
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Post by jmkgeb on Nov 12, 2007 10:02:30 GMT -5
Izzie looked at the girl with a mixture of confusion and worry. She had no idea if the girl was telling her to get lost and mind her own business or if she was saying she was sick and needed help. Or maybe something in between.
"I'm sorry I dont understand...you probably dont understand me either..." Izzie said wondering if there was any way they could communicate, maybe the woman knew a few words. Izzie bent down beside the woman. "Do you know english?"
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Post by Lena Petrova on Jan 11, 2008 12:43:41 GMT -5
When Lena heard the word 'English' she shook her head. That was one of the few words she did know. Lena wiped away a few tears and pulled out a phrase book, but were did one find 'My husband dose not want me' in a phrase book?
After a moment of flipping she found what she needed. "I........n-...no.....speeeak English." She said sounding out the words slowly.
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Post by jmkgeb on Mar 12, 2008 19:41:13 GMT -5
"No english...oh great..." Izzie sighed wondering how she was going to communicate with this woman. She wanted to help her as she was obviously upset but wasnt sure how.
"Umm, Are you hurt? " She asked wondering how to mime out hurt. She made a face trying to look as if she was in pain hoping that she'd understand and then she pointed at Lena.
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