“Okay.” Lisa mumbled, obediently following along behind Clara. They headed towards a slightly ajar door. Clara pulled it open and headed down the stairs that went into the basement.
“This is the laundry room,” Clara started, motioning to the main area in the basement.
“We have a washing machine and a dryer. We also have an iron and an ironing board perched off to the side.” Clara motioned towards the folded up board beside the washing machine.
“I see.” Lisa replied. She knew silence was rude, but she didn't have much else to say. The next room that Clara led her into was stuffed with unnecessary junk. It was the room that held off-season decorations and out of season clothing. Clara led her past this room to another room. There were no windows in the room, so it was dark. Clara turned the light on and motioned Lisa inside. There was nothing but some broken furniture. In contrast with the rest of the glamorous house, the room was tiny, with a wooden bed, a mirror with a table and a TV, which stood there more for decoration as it was broken.
“This is where you will be sleeping.” Clara announced. Lisa didn't know what to say in response. She looked around the room, placing her suitcase down on the floor.
“Well, once you're all settled in, you may want to take a shower. I'm sure the trip was long and you just want to relax for a little while.” Clara offered.
Lisa nodded, looking over at her. “Thank you very much.”
Clara nodded, turning around.
“There is another bathroom just over there.” She pointed across the basement to a closed door.
“There's a shower and a wash basin. There is also a toilet. This will be your exclusive bathroom while you're here.” Clara offered. Lisa nodded again. She was appreciative of having her own space, at least. Clara headed out of the room and closed the door behind her. Lisa looked around the room again, now that she was alone. Was this her place in her host family? Was she just another object between the laundry and some unnecessary junk to these people? She shook her head of the thoughts. She put her suitcase up on the bed and started looking for a change of clothes. She lightly pushed down on the suitcase to test the stability of the bed. This is where she would be sleeping for the next year, she thought to herself. She took out her change of clothes and headed across the basement. She opened the door Clara had pointed to. The bathroom was small. She turned the tap on the wash basin and splashed some water up on her face. It was clear that no one used this washroom. There was nothing inside of it, like shampoos or even soap. Lisa turned the tap on the shower and undressed.
After her shower, she headed back to the bedroom she would call hers. She cautiously climbed into the bed. It was fairly stable for something that looked so old. Lisa thought about her trip. It was hard to believe that just that morning, she was thousands of miles away. She was back home, with her family and relatives. She was surrounded by friends and people she knew. Now, she was in a whole new world where nothing felt the same. These thoughts crossed her mind, but exhaustion took over her body. She fell asleep immediately.
4
The next morning, Lisa heard the bell ring. Her host mother, Clara, woke her up at six o'clock in the morning.Lisa took a shower, put her jeans and a light blouse on and went upstairs.Lisa was told she would have to get up every morning at this time. She would then begin to prepare the breakfast table for the seven people who would be eating at it. Lisa was included in this seven people, as she was given her own place at the family table. The first day, Clara showed Lisa the duties she was expected to fullfil. First, Lisa would have to clean the dishwasher. Then, she would have to prepare and serve the breakfast tea at the table.Clara put dishes on the table, and made some fresh earl grey tea and set the table.
“Good morning!” greeted her her host family, already starting with the fresh, crispy rolls from the supermarket. The whole family, including the parents and the four children, gathered at a large table. The table was full of food: different fruits, yogurts, jams, juices, everything one could ever wish for.
“Morning,“ Lisa answered quietly.
The family table was long, since the family of six ate breakfast there every morning. Lisa was given a small chair at the end of the table.In front of her stood a little basket with yesterday’s bread. Lisa was allowed to have three slices of bread, a plate with some butter and a glass of tea. This was all she was allowed to have on her side of the table. The other side of the table was plentiful with food. There were fruits, nutella spread, cakes and pastries and a variety of other delicious breakfast items. The side of the table opposite of Lisa's was always this full, but she wasn't allowed anything that was on the other side of the table. That surprised her. She thought as an au pair she was considered a part of the family. As part of the family, she should be allowed the same luxuries as the family. Lisa was never offered anything from the other side of the table. She also got the impression the family kept watching her eating her bread, as though they were making note of every slice she ate.
"Lisa, right now you have a good chance to get to know the children. They are on holiday from school and will be home for most of the day," Clara explained to her.
Lisa nodded with enthusiasm. "Yes, I look forward to getting to know each of them."
After breakfast, Lisa cleared from the table. It was Lisa's job to clean the table up of all the food, leaving it spotless. After she finished cleaning the table, she was greeted with another surprise. The children were going to spend most of the day with their grandmother. This was a daily occurance while they were on holiday. The grandmother's home was twenty miles away and Lisa was expected to get herself there every single day. The children would all be dropped off by the parents in the car on their way to work. Lisa, on the other hand, was expected to ride a bicycle into town every day. Clara took her to the garage and showed her where they kept the bicycle she was expected to use. Inside of the same garage were two convertibles, a Ferrari, and a multivan for family trips.
"Here is the bicycle you can use, Lisa. You will need to ride into the town every day. It's about 15 miles away from here." Clara explained.
"Thank you." Lisa answered, unsure of what else to say.
Clara explained that Lisa would have a few hours each morning to herself, before heading into town. The first day, Lisa made a note of the scenery on the trip to their grandmother's house. There were only a few single-family homes on the narrow alleyways. While Lisa was at the grandmother's home, she noticed the children kept going in and out of the kitchen. She had the impression these children were almost always eating something. Lisa was not offered any food while she was at the grandmother‘s. Later on, Lisa found out that the children had two to three meals in addition to breakfast and dinner. When they were brought by their parents to Grandma, they ate a second breakfast, but without their au pair. They could always go to their parents or grandparents and get something to eat.
What would Lisa do?
She noticed that every little piece of food she took was frowned upon. It was probably perceived as a huge financial burden for the family. Obviously, for this reason, the host family drove without her to festivals or restaurants, always devising excuses for it.