Gathering Together (Following)

A mother with a second child in her arms yells at her girl to stop right there and not run into the busy street, as I drive by. What the mother means is she loves her she wants her to grow up a beautiful woman she wants her to think before she runs. As if the girl could understand, she stops. She doesn’t tell her mother not to worry she isn’t going to run into the street for if a child could teach her mother then she wouldn’t need to be yelled at. The messages that pass between mother and child make them members of their little tribe. They don’t need to understand how this happens.