My grandmother sang to me as a child in a language I don't speak and never learned

Aadya Naik

June 9th, 2026 4:41 min read 1289 words

This work is an early experiment exploring how knowledge passes between generations through
song and oral history. At its centre is a folksong about a crow, something my grandmother sang
to me as a child in a language I don’t speak and never learned, yet somehow inherited parts of
anyway.

The song is still in me.

It is a visual poetry narrative of eight phrases and eight drawings, built through layering and
repetition, trying to hold something that was only ever meant to be passed on.


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