You were playing in the sandpit, digging a hole rather than creating anything. Your mum, Valeria, said it was important to know how to dig six-foot-deep holes.

A kid stomps over and kicks sand into your face. He laughs at your cries. The only thing you could do was shield yourself.

Once the kicking stopped, you glanced up to see Valeria shoving sand into the kid’s face and mouth as he squirmed.

“You want to kick sand at my kid?“ She growled before shoving the kid down.

“Hijo de la fregada.”