Yes. I understand that.
I was 12. Still hurts. Still.
Seeing my mother cry that day broke my heart. Listening to the drums for three days on tv, feeling the nation’s sadness.
I wish it never happened.
I was also 12.
“Seeing my mother cry that day broke my heart.”
Seeing my mother bawling the day he was elected got me interested in politics.
There are some people in this country and in our schools who clapped when they heard the news.