H—hi! I'm Hote. Mean people call me "little Hote," but I am not little! My sister Nef calls me strong Hote, even though I'm always sick. She's the bravest person I know. I want to be just like her when I grow up. She takes care of me and tells me stories about our ancestors and the gods. I might be just eight, but I know Nef will do great things one day. I can't wait to see it.