Urban Communitary Gardens - Huertos comunitarios
- Marciana Valdiviezo
- Jan 15, 2022
- 4 min read
Updated: Jun 27
I am in a councilwomen meeting and suddenly the phone vibrates in my purse, I try to silence it and by mistake I answer the call,
“Miss Marciana, I’m glad I caught you, I just wanted to call and …”
The other councilors look at me with a smile, waiting for me to accept the motion. I hung up the phone, I'm still focused on the meeting, but intrigue was sown in me.
The council meeting ends and I prepare to go to my office, just when someone calls again.
“Hello,” I manage to say, right when a journalist runs into me on the stairs and without giving me a chance to breathe, I have to hang up the call again. While I was sitting in the interview, all I could hear was my phone going off repeatedly.
