Rain of Gold

by Victor Villaseñor

Don Benito laughed. “Yes, of course, you’re absolutely right, mi hijita,” he said. “But also, believe me, rich is being able to sleep in late if you wish, or not work all day if you’re tired.” “That’s not rich,” she said again, eyes dancing happily. “That’s lazy, Don Benito!”

A man is like an ill-mannered billy goat, mi hijita, he wants much more than his stomach can hold, so he must be ignored half of the time.

Work was the third miracle of each day. Work was a deliberately chosen duty by the people. Work was a job done with the hands, the greatest tools given to man by the Almighty, making man equal to God in the creation of His own world.