Nanowrmo is almost at a close… here’s another chapter from me!
To think that people would come out in the heat just to leer at us from across the river is just plain strange. Some people put a lot of effort into trying to change other people’s minds and views on them. None of the guys working around me even blinked at the sign holders. I waved. I got waves back from one group, and a middle finger from the other. I sighed and went back to work.
I kept taking glances up at the groups as I worked. They kept their space, waving their signs in the heat of the day. I think at one point some police came by to make sure the groups would stay separate from each other and keep the antagonization to a minimum.
The wall on that side of the Rio was still just a plain chain link. I thought how it would be easier to climb over the wall without having to trek through the river first, and that if we happened to build on that side, it would be a lot more difficult for anyone trying to cross that way. I still stand by my thought that the wall had to be on the land here to be considered Mexico’s.
I began to soak through my shirt with sweat in the heat of the sun. On the other side, I saw people had ice chests, with probably some nice bottles of water or sports drinks. We got to pass around a communal kettle we could drink from, complete with lukewarm backwash. A catering truck even pulled up to bring them who knows what. I never imagined you could get free stuff just by pretending to be proactive.