Many many moons ago my mother came to my elementary school to pick me up like she did everyday. She would walk from our house because at the time we not only lived close by but the ozone layer was also not in peril so we could walk around out neighborhood without feeling we getting air cancer.
So she greets me and we start walking like normal. At the time I know I am in fifth grade. So I must be like 10 or 11. As we are walking my mother says, “Guess who died?”
Now it was the wa y she said it; all matter of factly and still with a friendly tone, I just reasoned that it was no one that I really knew or maybe even liked.
So I started guessing. I liked guessing games. “Grandpa?” Obviously her dad cause my father’s dad had died already. I liked Grandpa but I didn’t know him. He was old. It made sense!
“No!” she gasped. I guess for a minute I sounded cruel! Me?!?! She was playing a Who Died Guessing game with me!
“Ok ummm. How about Uncle Ruben?” I liked Uncle Ruben. I just hadn’t seen him in a long time.
Again she was mortified by me. ” No Marina!”
By this time I was already annoyed. I felt I was giving probable answers and my mother was looking at me like I was sick!
“Well who?” I asked.
I remember her smiling right before she said it. I prayed it wasn’t our cat.
She was so pretty. And though I didn’t speak a word of Spanish (and still don’t) I sang along still! I loved her.
So when my mom said she died, I immediately started crying. Like bawling…. in fact I was crying so loud and horrible that my mother was trying to smother me to stop in fear that the neighbors would think she was abusing me.
Her words were abuse enough!
I got home still crying. My younger sister was there and she wasn’t as grief-stricken as I was. She stayed by my side and I was glued to the television that whole day and night.
It’s actually a funny story. Not Selena dying, but me going crazy over it. Quite honestly, I had heard maybe one song from Selena. And after she died, my parents got me every tape she made! It’s weird to say cassette tape.
Now I was finally a true fan after she died.
The next day after finding out Selena had died I had a morning competition. Something gay like UIL I remember when my parents dropped me off and I walked to the nerd group. They all were surprised by appearance. I am sure I had cried all night. My eyes were puffy and I was still sniffling.
I didn’t have to tell them. Selena died. Everyone knew. I just didn’t know anyone else taking it as hard as me.
Soon they made a movie about her and Jennifer Lopez starred as her. And now I can’t picture Selena without thinking of Jennifer Lopez.
Some fan I am…
I am kinda embarrassed by the story now. I have done some pretty embarrassing things and this story is definitely up there. I can’t believe I cried all night!