As she walked by a group of women sitting in front of their house she contemplated greeting them, but she knew that if she ignored them it will make it worse, so she greeted. With her knee bent halfway to the ground as a sign of respect in her culture; she said,
“e ka aro (Good morning )”
She knew what was coming next. She should be used to this by now, but it still hurts.
“Umhn, Aje (witch)” was the reply, followed by whisper of insults that trailed behind her.
She kept walking, mauling on why she even bother with this people, but that will be the least of her problems on such beautiful day.