Post by Carino on Oct 7, 2008 10:26:50 GMT -5
Full Name: Esmeralda Lucila Díaz
Newsie name: Carino
Name origin: When she was small, her mother would call her "Carino” which means, “Little loved one”.
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Birthplace: Cartagena, Spain – On the Mediterranean Sea.
Currently Living: New York
History:
In 1882, the first child of the Díaz family was born in the small port town of Cartagena.
Evita Loida Hernandez was a dancer from the moment she was born in 1865. She was a pure blood Spaniard, and as such felt it her duty to dance for them in the traditional way. She was superb, gaining many crowds in the small roman ampatheater in her small town of Cartagena. By the time she was sixteen, she had captured the attentions of many a man living in the area, but only one in particular captured hers…
Benito Carlos Díaz was born in 1861 to a rich family in the heart of Cartagena. He was raised in the ways a gentleman should be raised, and it was no surprise that he soon had ladies after him. After all, he was rich, handsome, and eligible. When he was 18, he began to watch Flamenco dancing as a hobby, and happened upon one lovely dancer in particular…
They were married in the fall of 1881, and were soon expecting a child. In 1882, the first child of the Díaz family was born in the small port town of Cartagena. They named her Esmeralda after Evita’s grandmother. Only 15 seconds later, a second child came. Him, they named Eduardo after Benito’s Grandfather. Like her mother, Esmeralda grew up containing the natural talent of the Flamenco dance inside her. Her mother taught her everything she knows, teaching her the secrets of the family – handed down from generation to generation about the dance. She was as famous as her mother had been at age sixteen by the time she had turned eleven. They were rich, famous, and happy. Life was grand!
Unfortunately, it is in the times of great prospering, when the great tragedy strikes. In 1897, Eduardo, Esmeralda’s twin brother, was killed. He was drowned in the Mediterranean. Esmeralda felt as if a half of her had been torn out. She refused to dance for months, and went into a deep depression. Her mother was heartbroken, refusing to eat, talk, sleep, or even look at anyone. Her father merely went into a state of silence, in which he brooded over the death of his only son.
The dread and depression that hung over the household was too much for Esmeralda to bear any longer. After many months of preparation, planning, and saving of money, Esmeralda was ready to find her future and fortune in the great city of New York, in the United States of America.
The night before she was to leave, she said good bye to her parents, shocking them even greater that she would also be leaving their lives. The next morning, as she was walking out the door, she heard a commotion from up stairs. She went to see what had caused it – and nearly fainted when she saw her mothers body dangling lifelessly from a rope tied the ceiling. She screamed, and ran from the house, all the way to the docks where her ship would be leaving. She was torn with grief and guilt, feeling that it was her fault that her mother had committed Suicide. She had no luggage as she came onto the ship, having thrown it down when she had seen her mother, and no money. The only thing she carried was her prepaid ticket.
She suffered severe sea sickness the entire voyage to New York, and was greatly considering whether or not she should just let herself drown in the Ocean instead of facing the world when she got to New York. But, she braved on.
When she arrived, she could understand nothing of what anyone said, and wandered the cruel streets aimlessly. On her second day in New York City, she was searching for food, and in her search, heard a familiar language. The Spanish words drew her to the Fruit stand, where she stood with relief, and then relayed her entire life story to the unsuspecting, Spanish speaking fruit vendor. The man smiled sympathetically and asked her to stay with him and his wife for the night.
She stayed with them for six months, until it was time for them to move on in the world. They headed to Chicago, and Esmeralda, who had now been called Carino for a long while, was left on her own to find work and shelter. It was then, when they had left, that she realized she would have to dance again. So, Carino went to many theaters around NY to dance, and was able to earn enough money to get an apartment, where she lives now.
Hair Color: Dark brown, nearly black.
Hair Style: Long and straight.
Eye Color: Chocolate brown
Skin Color: A lovely tan – bronze.
Height: 5’5”
Weight: 102 lbs
Clothing Style: Simple skirts and blouses, unless she is performing – then she wears flamboyant flamenco dresses.
Items owned: Only the necessities.
Troubles: Carino struggles with depression.
Fears: Losing anyone else.
Siblings: Eduardo Benito (Deceased)
Parents: Benito Carlos Díaz (Father) & Evita Loida Hernandez (Mother) (Deceased)
Newsie name: Carino
Name origin: When she was small, her mother would call her "Carino” which means, “Little loved one”.
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Birthplace: Cartagena, Spain – On the Mediterranean Sea.
Currently Living: New York
History:
In 1882, the first child of the Díaz family was born in the small port town of Cartagena.
Evita Loida Hernandez was a dancer from the moment she was born in 1865. She was a pure blood Spaniard, and as such felt it her duty to dance for them in the traditional way. She was superb, gaining many crowds in the small roman ampatheater in her small town of Cartagena. By the time she was sixteen, she had captured the attentions of many a man living in the area, but only one in particular captured hers…
Benito Carlos Díaz was born in 1861 to a rich family in the heart of Cartagena. He was raised in the ways a gentleman should be raised, and it was no surprise that he soon had ladies after him. After all, he was rich, handsome, and eligible. When he was 18, he began to watch Flamenco dancing as a hobby, and happened upon one lovely dancer in particular…
They were married in the fall of 1881, and were soon expecting a child. In 1882, the first child of the Díaz family was born in the small port town of Cartagena. They named her Esmeralda after Evita’s grandmother. Only 15 seconds later, a second child came. Him, they named Eduardo after Benito’s Grandfather. Like her mother, Esmeralda grew up containing the natural talent of the Flamenco dance inside her. Her mother taught her everything she knows, teaching her the secrets of the family – handed down from generation to generation about the dance. She was as famous as her mother had been at age sixteen by the time she had turned eleven. They were rich, famous, and happy. Life was grand!
Unfortunately, it is in the times of great prospering, when the great tragedy strikes. In 1897, Eduardo, Esmeralda’s twin brother, was killed. He was drowned in the Mediterranean. Esmeralda felt as if a half of her had been torn out. She refused to dance for months, and went into a deep depression. Her mother was heartbroken, refusing to eat, talk, sleep, or even look at anyone. Her father merely went into a state of silence, in which he brooded over the death of his only son.
The dread and depression that hung over the household was too much for Esmeralda to bear any longer. After many months of preparation, planning, and saving of money, Esmeralda was ready to find her future and fortune in the great city of New York, in the United States of America.
The night before she was to leave, she said good bye to her parents, shocking them even greater that she would also be leaving their lives. The next morning, as she was walking out the door, she heard a commotion from up stairs. She went to see what had caused it – and nearly fainted when she saw her mothers body dangling lifelessly from a rope tied the ceiling. She screamed, and ran from the house, all the way to the docks where her ship would be leaving. She was torn with grief and guilt, feeling that it was her fault that her mother had committed Suicide. She had no luggage as she came onto the ship, having thrown it down when she had seen her mother, and no money. The only thing she carried was her prepaid ticket.
She suffered severe sea sickness the entire voyage to New York, and was greatly considering whether or not she should just let herself drown in the Ocean instead of facing the world when she got to New York. But, she braved on.
When she arrived, she could understand nothing of what anyone said, and wandered the cruel streets aimlessly. On her second day in New York City, she was searching for food, and in her search, heard a familiar language. The Spanish words drew her to the Fruit stand, where she stood with relief, and then relayed her entire life story to the unsuspecting, Spanish speaking fruit vendor. The man smiled sympathetically and asked her to stay with him and his wife for the night.
She stayed with them for six months, until it was time for them to move on in the world. They headed to Chicago, and Esmeralda, who had now been called Carino for a long while, was left on her own to find work and shelter. It was then, when they had left, that she realized she would have to dance again. So, Carino went to many theaters around NY to dance, and was able to earn enough money to get an apartment, where she lives now.
Hair Color: Dark brown, nearly black.
Hair Style: Long and straight.
Eye Color: Chocolate brown
Skin Color: A lovely tan – bronze.
Height: 5’5”
Weight: 102 lbs
Clothing Style: Simple skirts and blouses, unless she is performing – then she wears flamboyant flamenco dresses.
Items owned: Only the necessities.
Troubles: Carino struggles with depression.
Fears: Losing anyone else.
Siblings: Eduardo Benito (Deceased)
Parents: Benito Carlos Díaz (Father) & Evita Loida Hernandez (Mother) (Deceased)
