Clean my own dirt or not...

Its strange how quick you get used to things. I wrote this one week ago:


"When we came home from school today our rooms were cleaned by the cleaner/domestic worker who works here two days a week. I knew about her and met her last week but I didnt expected to have my room cleaned. The most strange part of it I think was that my washed clothes laying on the bed were folded and laid in a nice pile. I got quite bored and in a bad mood later on the afternoon and think it was partly because of this – Im not used that someone cleans for me and it reminds me of the enormous social gaps in this country. I dont know how the one who cleans here has it (i suppose she is better paid then average cleaners) but somehow I consider it as such a sign of the equality when people work in other peoples homes and clean their dirt. On the other hand, people are striving to have a job and I have seen good relationships between workers and families. Cristi S told me about their domestic worker who has worked in their place since she was a small child and that she consider her as a second mother, somehow a part of the family. But there is still a power relationship to consider."

Today when I came home my room was cleaned again. My laundry that I left outside on the washing line was taken inside and folded in a pile on my chair. I am still somehow concerned and non-comfortable about it but this time I didnt react as much. I wonder how I will feel when I leave the country.