A few days later, she got a hold of Venezuelan newspapers from other migrants that she exchanged for coins, flour or lentils; in this way, she was able to eat and raise rent money. As a believer in the Christian faith, she also quickly approached the church in her neighborhood. It was there that a community member helped her get a job in a public school cafeteria.
Betsiré was more than ready for the job. Since she was 12 years old in her native Maracaibo, she had sold coffee and arepas at her school to help contribute to her family´s income. Now, she was starting over after being trained as a lawyer and criminal investigator – successes that had made her the hope of her family.
Thanks to her work in the cafeteria, she was able to find a better place to live and, most importantly, bring over her son Stevens, who was 6 years old at the time. There were days that Betsiré would take him to work with her. Although the child would stay still under the counter throughout the entire day, the risk of burning him when she used hot water to prepare food outweighed the fear of leaving him alone. And so little Stevens began to spend entire days in that empty room where they lived, doing absolutely nothing.
Betsiré's persistence was soon rewarded. A few months later, the same school that had hired her went on to accept her son as a student. She was also then able to bring her 15-year-old sister Estefanía to study.