‘Bent to the last kernel’.
Grandma, did you have to pick up all the olives from the cloth around the tree, one by one?
of course, mimmi, one by one….all day bending over…what a bad life’
But why, Grandma, all of them, one by one?
Because if the master came to look and found some on the floor, he might send us all away.
(Grandmother Ada ‘Dina’ 1907 – 1998)
