Beitragvon Libera » 06.8.2008, 20:29
Dear Ladies,
I am sorry but I cannot speak English fluently.
I am going to resume my "experience":
1) I knew "my boyfriend" in Sharm. He was a taxi driver. He worked together with other people. [Note: people in Sharm said me "hallo" and "where do you come from?", and me I answered. They looked very friendly. BUT: behind my shouldern they said that I was a bitch, since me -a woman- I talked with them -men-].
2) A night the collegues of "my boyfriend" told me that his father was going to die. They asked me to think what I could do to help him [money!]. "My boyfriend" went urgently [money!] to Cairo, by one of his collegue's taxi.
3) I was very worried for him, and I went to Cairo, too. I went there by taxi [money!] with a collegue of "my boyfriend". There "my boyfriend" rent a flat [money!], but there was no forniture. He rent another flat [money!], but there was no water. I moved to an hotel [money!], and then to another (because the first one was really too expensive) [money!]. "My boyfriend" rent another flat [money!]. He had the need of money for purchasing an handy phone, for working, for healing his father, ...., and I helped him [money!]. I signed a "ghorfi" -it was written in Arabic, and I didn't know that it was a marriage contract. "My partner" told me that it was a police [money!] report. A day after he told me that it was a marriage contract-. I thought that the "ghorfi" corresponded to a Western engagement.
4) I wanted to live with him, and I left the University of my country. I wanted to work in Egypt. I followed an Arabic course [money!], and then I found a job in Sharm. But, for living there -flat [money!], food-, the salary was too low.
5) I went back home to my country. At telephone, "my boyfriend" told me that he needed money. I went back to Cairo, and I wished to work there. I lived in several apartments [money!] and hotels [money!]. I couldn't find a job: I couldn't speak Arabic (and I wasn't Egyptian). "My boyfriend" still had problems, always new ones.
6) I went back to my countryhome again. At telephone, "my partner" told me that he had problems. I went to Cairo, and I lived with him in a flat [money!]. But ... by chance, I found out that "my boyfriend" had the pictures of a woman and a child with him. He told me that they were his sister and his nephew. I still helped him, but I started thinking that he wasn't honest with me.
7) I went back home again. There I understood that I was pregnant. I stayed in my country, in order to be able to work. I could spare some money, and I sent this money to "my boyfriend", for him to join me. He used that money to solve his "Egyptian problems" [money!].
The child was finally born: "my boyfriend" said that we had to get married. I wanted to move to Egypt. But ... "my boyfriend" was still needing money [money!].
9) I remained in my country: I was sad, and I felt frustrated, despirited, and scared.
10) The Socialwelfare was going to help me and my child for 3 years. We became a "social case". NOW, IT WAS ME WHO -REALLY-NEEDED MONEY! This has been a great humiliation.
I GOT INTERESTED IN THE CULTURE OF "MY CHILD'S BIOLOGICAL FATHER": I am not surprised, that he had not respect for me (...).
He has been dishonest with me, and me I have been ingenuous. HE TOLD ME: "SOON MY PROBLEMS WILL FINISH. I WILL FIND A JOB, AND WE WILL LIVE TOGETHER, FOREVER". ME, I BELIEVED TO THIS!!!