Workitu

A recounting of the Beta Israel
preparations for Passover in Ethiopia.

By Zehava Goshen & Maayan Ben Hagai

The morning sounds of the village entered the room together with a delicious smell.

Workitu held on tightly to her favorite ceramic cup, sipping her milk very slowly.

The dish shattered with a loud thud. A shiver passed through Workitu.

Workitu couldn't stop looking at her aunt's moving hands kneading the clay.

Balainesh carefully lifted Workitu's jar out from among the new dishes.