And when I woke up, I saw my daughter drizzling sand on her arm like this, and I could feel that light tickle of sand on her skin and I remembered my aunt brushing my hair.
Quando acordei, vi a minha filha a deitar  areia no braço dela, assim, e eu consegui sentir  as cócegas suaves da areia na pele dela e recordei a minha tia  a escovar o meu cabelo.