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278 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1997
The other day, I picked up a bundle from the street. It looked like a bundle of clothes that somebody had left there, but it was a child. Then I looked: legs, hands, everything was crippled. No wonder someone had left it like that. But how can a mother who did that face God/ But one thing I can tell you; the mother -- a poor woman -- left the child like that, but she did not kill the child, and this is something that we have to learn from our women, the love for the child.