Just another day, and no way to really explain it all, so i’ll start from the middle, today, and over time you will share the future, and hear about the past.
I walk along the narrow broken street lined with shops and carts, mostly still closed, with seven little girls in their school uniforms behind me. I’m mother duck with ducklings. I’m white skinned in a sari. My girls are brown skinned, dressed in proper white shirts and pleated red frocks, white socks, with black buckled Mary Janes. At six am we are on our way to school. Four hours later I will return to get them, but then the road will be crowded with cars, cycles, and trucks. And the sun will be beating.
