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An Egyptian father, over three thousand years ago, wrote to his adult son:
Double the bread that thou givest to thy mother, and carry her as she carried [thee]. She had a heavy load in thee, and never left it to me. When thou wast born after thy months she carried thee yet again about her neck, and for three years her breast was in thy mouth. She was not disgusted at thy dung, and said not: ‘What do I?’
- Adolf Erman, “Ancient Egyptian Poetry and Prose”
Double the bread that thou givest to thy mother, and carry her as she carried [thee]. She had a heavy load in thee, and never left it to me. When thou wast born after thy months she carried thee yet again about her neck, and for three years her breast was in thy mouth. She was not disgusted at thy dung, and said not: ‘What do I?’
- Adolf Erman, “Ancient Egyptian Poetry and Prose”