Sometimes my children had no peace when sleeping due to demons. The result was that two of my children passed away. They were eight and ten years old.
The situation felt horrible for me. I got worse and worse as I was so incredibly sad. I started to ask myself rhetorical questions. I asked myself if it was time for me to end my life, to death, burying two children at a time.
“I have learned over the years that when one’s mind is made up, this diminishes fear; knowing what must be done does away with fear.”
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You will find out from their stories that these women are extremely poor. Many of them are widows and many children are orphans.
There is a lack of food and water for these people. Some still live in grass huts that cave in once the grass rots. Children drop out of school because they lack uniforms, socks, or shoes, and the school fees are not paid.
Some families have resorted to eating tree leaves and roots as they can’t buy any food, and they are having trouble growing food due to their lack of rain and resources.
As you read their stories, you will find that although they are dealing with unimaginable difficulties and heartbreak, they do what they can to stay positive and support their families.