Regalitos sorpresas hechos con material de provecho / Surprise gifts made from recycled materials
Mi nueva compa帽era de trabajo es definitivamente una mujer muy especial. Desde que lleg贸 al supermercado el ambiente laboral cambi贸 para bien, y las horas se hacen m谩s llevaderas, pero siempre me intrigaba que al final del d铆a se llevaba algunas de las cosas que solemos desechar, como las tiras de las mortadelas y algunos pedacitos del tergopol que unen las bandejas, con formas de estrellitas de 4 puntas.
Nunca le hab铆a preguntado sus razones, pero antes de tirar algo le preguntaba si lo quer铆a. Si algo he aprendido con los a帽os es a ser reservada en mis comentarios y a no preguntar si no era estrictamente necesario, as铆 que me quedaba con la curiosidad de verla metiendo esas cosas en su bolso de compras.
Pasaron un par de semanas, hasta que un d铆a apareci贸 con unos peque帽os llaveritos en forma de zapaticos, como un regalo de parte de su mam谩, quien es una genia haciendo manualidades casi con cualquier cosa. Me enterneci贸 que tuviera esa deferencia conmigo, pues aunque nos conocemos desde hace alg煤n tiempo, nuestra relaci贸n era de empleada/cliente, y la amistad reci茅n est谩 iniciando.
Esos, aunque son llaveros, los tengo en mi habitaci贸n, pues me da miedo que se me vayan a perder en la calle o que se me ensucien, pero lo bonito es que la sorpresa no qued贸 solo en eso, ya que d铆as despu茅s lleg贸 con estos cofrecitos, uno para mi y otro para mi hijo menor, cargados no solo de buenas intenciones sino tambi茅n de mucha creatividad.
En ellos pude ver la utilidad que le da su madre a los materiales de provecho que se lleva del trabajo, y honestamente me parece excelente que m谩s all谩 de lo que ella devenga como sueldo, el trabajo le permita tambi茅n encontrar cosas que ayuden a su mam谩 con sus manualidades, que adem谩s de entretenerla, le ha servido como terapia para sobrellevar el duelo por su reciente viudez.
Ahora tengo un nuevo porta l谩pices en casa, que no solo es un detalle lindo de parte de alguien que me estima, sino tambi茅n una prueba de que a veces, los amigos llegan de maneras inesperadas.
My new coworker is definitely a very special woman. Since she arrived at the supermarket, the work environment has changed for the better, and the hours are more bearable, but I was always intrigued that at the end of the day she would take some of the things we usually throw away, such as the strips of mortadella and some pieces of the foam that hold the trays together, shaped like four-pointed stars.
I had never asked her why, but before throwing anything away, I would ask her if she wanted it. If I have learned anything over the years, it is to be reserved in my comments and not to ask questions unless it is strictly necessary, so I was left with the curiosity of seeing her put those things in her shopping bag.
A couple of weeks went by, until one day she showed up with some little key chains shaped like shoes, as a gift from her mom, who is a genius at making crafts out of almost anything. I was touched that she had that kind of consideration for me, because even though we've known each other for some time, our relationship was employee/customer, and our friendship is just beginning.
Although they are key chains, I keep them in my room because I'm afraid they'll get lost on the street or get dirty, but the nice thing is that the surprise didn't end there, because a few days later she arrived with these little boxes, one for me and one for my youngest son, filled not only with good intentions but also with a lot of creativity.
In them, I could see how useful her mother finds the materials she brings home from work, and honestly, I think it's great that beyond her salary, her job also allows her to find things that help her mother with her crafts, which, in addition to entertaining her, have served as therapy to help her cope with the grief of her recent widowhood.
Now I have a new pencil holder at home, which is not only a nice gesture from someone who cares about me, but also proof that sometimes friends come in unexpected ways.
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