She is participating in the Free the Children Alternative Income Program, raising chickens. We meet with her to learn about her project and she invites us into her home to learn how to cook chapatis. When we tell her that we wish we could repay her hospitality and have her come to our home, she looks soulful and responds, “Do you only like me because I’m poor? Because we really are all the same.”
I come in from the countryside every morning at five o’clock to pick up my newspapers. I deliver them to my customers all over the city and then take the bus home to my wife and son and daughter. We don’t have much money but it’s enough.