Wearing the blue shirt is my uncle Rano. If you look closer, the boy Rano’s hand is on is me, my eyes glued to nnana, the baby. I remember that when this photo was taken, by the lekgoa American peace corp, Rano was cooking a goat’s head, boiling together with madombi (dumplings), and he would emphasise to my cousins and me, the amount of salt to always use when cooking.

