The sacrifice
Milagros García KlibanskyI saw her in the distance pulling the cart, her tired walk, her head lowered, her unsure gait, she carried all the weight of the world on her. As he approached I noticed that his ribs could be counted, the bones of his hip and spine looked like they were going to break the skin. I felt an incredible pain in my chest and tears came out when I saw the sore, huge, bleeding, which had caused the rope with which they pulled her.
They flogged her and she humbly served those who mistreated her, accepting punishment with resignation.