The mothers of Lankien, like most mothers, work incredibly hard. In addition to caring for their children, they spend hours carrying water, preparing food, and working in their gardens. What would it be like to be a mother here, where looking for food and water can be a full time job? Where your child can starve if there is just one crop failure? Where medical care for a sick child is hours and hours away. What would it be like to know that at least one of your children will probably die before the age of five?
And what would it be like to know that your own existence is heavily dependent on your ability to be a mother, in a place where there are few other roles for women?
These are pictures of our national staff and their children. I think the faces of pride and happiness speak for themselves.
To the mothers of Lankien, my own mother Eda, and all the important mothers in my life: A Very Belated Happy Mother's Day
Below: Mary and Nyanen
Below: Elizabeth and Fiona matot