Aweary father enters the gate of his home, tired after labouring all day. Glancing around, he sees that the cows have not been fed nor the yard swept. Sighing, he walks into the house, stepping over the dusty shoes left lying at the door. Animated voices fill his ears and children burst into the room. They run to greet him. Resisting the temptation to scold them for what they have not done, he smiles and greets them warmly. There will be plenty of time later
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