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my feet braced against <strong>the</strong> edge of <strong>the</strong> bed frame. The mat was<br />
easy to pull out <str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g> I suddenly fell to <strong>the</strong> floor <str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g> smacked <strong>the</strong><br />
back of my head hard. I blamed Gr<str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g>mo<strong>the</strong>r for <strong>the</strong> pain, but<br />
not in her presence. When I returned with her sleeping mat, she<br />
stroked my head <str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g> said, "My good s<strong>on</strong>, you are <strong>on</strong>ly five, but<br />
you are already a helpful man. Please, put it here beside me,<br />
smooth it out, <strong>the</strong>n come <str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g> sit <strong>on</strong> my knees." When she said<br />
such things to me, banging my head painfully was like seeing<br />
black clouds in <strong>the</strong> sky suddenly vanish without leaving a single<br />
trace.<br />
"OK, Gr<str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g>mo<strong>the</strong>r, but w<strong>on</strong>'t your knees hurt if I sit <strong>on</strong><br />
<strong>the</strong>m?" I said.<br />
"No, it doesn't matter, dear s<strong>on</strong>," said Gr<str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g>mo<strong>the</strong>r.<br />
I sat <strong>on</strong> her knees, touching her prayer beads, <str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g><br />
thinking about how messy I had made her bed. Farming<br />
families' beds c<strong>on</strong>sist of straw under sleeping mats, but I did not<br />
tell her I had messed up her bed because she had just praised<br />
me. Her wrinkled face was happy in <strong>the</strong> hot sun, but <strong>the</strong>n I<br />
noticed she was looking for something <strong>on</strong> <strong>the</strong> mat. I asked<br />
curiously, "What are you looking for, Gr<str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g>mo<strong>the</strong>r?"<br />
"Lice!" said Gr<str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g>mo<strong>the</strong>r.<br />
"What?" I asked, having never heard of such things.<br />
She caught something from her sleeping mat <str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g><br />
showed me a hideous looking insect. She said, "See? This is a<br />
louse." Then she squashed it between her thumbnails, spilling a<br />
drop of blood that colored her thumbnails red.<br />
I did not know what a louse might do, but I said, "Yes, I<br />
see."<br />
"No, my dear s<strong>on</strong>, you d<strong>on</strong>'t know how bad lice are.<br />
They suck your blood. They make you feel itchy, <str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g> you can't<br />
sleep well at night. Because of <strong>the</strong>m, I am as skinny as<br />
Milarepa." 5<br />
There was ano<strong>the</strong>r new word for me. I asked,<br />
"Gr<str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g>mo<strong>the</strong>r, who is Milarepa? Please tell me."<br />
"OK, but first you must help me catch <str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g> kill lice in my<br />
5 Milarepa (1040-1123) was a famous <strong>Tibetan</strong> yogi, who<br />
achieved enlightenment in <strong>on</strong>e lifetime. He is renowned for<br />
being extremely thin because he ate very little during l<strong>on</strong>g<br />
periods of meditati<strong>on</strong>.<br />
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