Oh, and this proves my point again, about seeing what we expect to see. My interpretation of the story, not being African, was different. What I saw was that because she had been convinced that her child, being a boy, would die - she saw him as dead when he wasn't. A lot of those other subtleties went over my head. So I need to read it again tomorrow with that cultural understanding. (Not now though, I'm turning the computer off for bed)