His family seedIt's the dawn of summer; in a large open cornfield, a little girl with skinny legs stands at the edge. Far from her, a giant tractor ravages and cracks the earth. The sharp, deadly blades cut deep. With each cut, a new color of the earth appears, much darker than the previous layer. With each cut, the air fills with the fresh, earthy scent of dead, rotting corn plants. In another cut, another grasshopper flies into the air, away from danger. With each catastrophic advance of the tractor, a corn seed is sown. In the same way, the little girl's family seed is planted in her. In the embryo of the seed lies its family history and its individuality. At this tender age, community and family values ​​are continually deposited on her without her realizing it. The seed is buried in a cemetery of corn plants; where she cannot see him, just as she does not feel the seed of her family being sown. Worse still, he has been planted in a field of innocence, constantly haunted by the desire to run half naked in the rain when the rain finally comes and to take a tractor ride. She doesn't realize that her family depends on these corn fields to survive. food. At night, she sits by the open fire roasting corn with her many brothers. The little girl does not know that her many brothers are actually her cousins ​​and the sons of her mother's friends. As there is a lot of corn, his mother offers a home to all her sons. The corn fields also provide food for neighbors who don't have enough. His neighbors, the Bulunga family, live in three beautiful mud and daub huts with thatched roofs. Like a centripetal force, the cornfields reinforce his sense of family. Her innocence nourishes the seed until it slowly crawls and bursts green. And grows. It’s the story of the “seedling cap” inside her, a part of her childhood unearthed. Right now, standing here near the old thatched hut, she looks up and sees a green carpet. Their corn plants. Like broken pieces of glass on a sidewalk, dew droplets on the leaves reflect the early morning light. She picks up her hoe. With one hand, she places it on her fragile little shoulders.