It seemed to me that going through that routine five times a day was a lot to expect of a poor girl. Those girls never weakened, they waggled their bottoms implacably, with the slightly boring energy typical of their race, the unflagging persistence of an ocean liner, plowing its way through endless seas...
Gehitxo zen neretzat, eta neure baitan egoten nintzen saio hura egunero bost aldiz errepikatzea asko zela emakume batzuentzat, eta saio batetik bestera behin ere makaldu gabe, gainera, beren ipurmasaileei gupida gabe eraginaz, arraza aspergarrixko baten kemen horrekin, martxan doazen barkuek izaten duten jarraitasun ezin makurtuzko horrekin, gila-aurreak, Ozeanoetan barrena amaigabeko trabailutan...