That evening, Leonida stared into a cupboard that was truly bare. Hungry children who had nothing for lunch were coming home from school for dinner. “What will we eat?” she asked herself.
She didn’t ask the question in the same way that millions and millions of other mothers around the world would be asking that evening: What, among various choices, will we eat for dinner? Something fresh from the garden or the grocery, or something frozen from the refrigerator, or maybe something off the menu at a restaurant? Leonida didn’t have those choices. Her question was not, What’s for dinner? But, Is there dinner? Not, What can we eat? But, Will we eat?
Will we eat? That question would be foremost in her mind for the ...