“The mother is worthless” the farmer informs me.
My heart sunk.
“We bought her for over two thousand but now we’d never get more than fifty or sixty bucks”
I fought the urge the to tell him that by his standards he is even more worthless than she is. After all, she gives birth. What does he do? Instead I reminded myself that he grew up a farmer. His father was a farmer. His grandfather was a farmer etc…
“She isn’t worthless. She’s their mama, she’s beautiful and she is as valuable as any of us”.
I went outside and had a tiny little cry.
I hope one day people finally get it.