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I once woke up crying. It was the oddest experience. I hadn’t been feeling sad when I went to sleep, and I didn’t feel sad as I awoke, but there were tears all over my face in the morning. I couldn’t even remember what I’d been dreaming about, and the whole incident is so long [...]

“Time and bad conditions do not favour beauty,’ wrote Ngugi Wa Thiong’o in ‘Weep Not, Child’.
Perhaps the Kenyan author was right. When you’re a thirty five year old mother of seven living in a remote, rural village without electricity, running water, flushable toilets or anything more than the basic crops your hillside strips of [...]