The Cape Verdian woman living in the southern tip of Angola today, tells us her story. She speaks more with her eyes than with her words.
She is an open book full of stories, speaking with a soft voice about how many children she gave birth to, and how many of them died. Yet she smiles and I am compelled to contemplate the weight of history carried in her words, gestures, and the lines on her face.
Avó (grandmother) stands as a living testament to the endurance of generations, a repository of stories that traverse pain, sacrifice, and the indomitable spirit to survive. Her image encapsulates that magic that elder individuals often carry. Magic forged through lived experiences spanning epochs of change.
