#koerikoeloem

Another thing I made for school. It's a comic based on an untitled poem (they're all untitled, or it's just one very long poem) from Koerikoeloem by Tjitske Jansen.

I tried to translate it:

There was my mother who was roasting meat for a lady down the road because that lady couldn't stand the smell.

There was the standing next to my mother in the kitchen. She poked the meat and she was looking at the pan. We said nothing and I was looking at the meat, through the window and a little bit at my mother as well. Not too much, she couldn't notice.

There was a question I wanted to ask her. There was the waiting for 

the

 moment. When she turns the meat for example. I'll say what I want to say really quickly, hope she won't notice it, still hears and that she'll answer by accident.