Ruth

13th May 2108

The last time we were leaving Malawi we stopped on our journey on the main road beside the farm.

I was meeting Adamson, the leader on the farm.

Then suddenly, into the conversation like a bolt of lightening, burst Ruth pleading for a job. She looked pregnant, starving and desperate, AND was all of them.

I said yes and told Adamson it would be fine and it is.

On her back in the picture is her eight  child.

She lives close to the farm, is a great worker and still supports eight children and (I am reliably informed,)  a useless husband.

When women in Malawi work they carry their babies, but I am sure all the women take turns.

It is a hard life without rights of any nature.

Its a cruel world with all kinds of rights, but not for Ruth