raises his siblings. His mom treats
him with a certain level of respect
as the dad’s surrogate. Since this
was Abel’s big homecoming with
Andrew, he expected my mother to
play her traditional role, too. But
she refused.
The women in Tzaneen had a
multitude of jobs during the day.
They prepared breakfast, prepared
tea, prepared lunch, did the washing
and the cleaning. The men had been
working all year in the city to
support the family, so this was their
vacation, more or less. They were at
leisure, waited on by the women.
They might slaughter a goat or