Tears

Very often, I have had to shed tears. As a child, 1 had to shed them for my grandmother who had to till the soil with me on her back; to scrape the earth with her bare hands and build a mud-house in which to cook for us. For my father who died when l was an infant. I shed tears too when, later, my mother informed me that when I was born my father was disappointed because he wanted a son.