| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - As I kneaded the dough with all my might, I would hear the mocking tone of a great aunt from our ancestral village in my ear, ???She who can???t make a roti is not a real woman,??? knowing only too well that the shape, size, texture and lightness of my efforts were a measure of my merits as a daughter-in-law.
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