For most people (well-adjusted people, to be precise), their mother is the most important person in their lives. I mean, there is no love like a mother's love. Most kids, when they grow up, their inspiration is often their mothers because they feel like they owe a lot to the woman who gave them life and kept them alive. But then, there is Wamaku, the foreman at the Mang'ula road construction site. Wamaku is a big man, both in stature and presence, known for his booming voice that could be heard across the construction site, even over the roar of machinery. He is the type of man who wears his hard hat even at lunchtime and believes that if something doesn’t fit, you just need a bigger hammer. Wamaku has always thought of himself as a man’s man—tough, unyielding, and as immovable as the mountains that surrounded Mang'ula. However, there is one thing that can soften even Wamaku’s steely exterior: his mother. It was a hot afternoon, and the crew was hard at work, trying to fini