This morning I was quietly working my spanish when I see Oumi coming. She is Mado's niece,
she came to clean the terrace. In Senegal, children must help their parents, most of them work.
I remember a little girl in Dakar, she was just starting to walk and she already knew how to wash dishes.
Oumi comes to me, we chat a bit, and finally we started to draw together. When I ask her to spell her name
she tells me O2T2OSTWXYZ.