When he talks about his mother and what she has done for them, you want to cry. But to tell you about this mother, I have to tell you about his son. He was pulled from his mother’s womb by an old village midwife with gnarly but steady hands and deep-set eyes. When he was barely conscious of his environment, his father took off, left them in the hands of poverty. SQUATTERSWhat he remembers, though, was his mother being not only his mother but also his father.

Source: Daily Nation May 18, 2019 07:52 UTC