My Mary Girl
With a stack of dirty dishes in one hand, a pile of clean clothes in the other, and a baby strapped to her back, Mary greets me with her big smile and warm eyes. This is my first interaction every morning when I walk into the Maramba Old People’s Home, and I couldn’t think of a better way to start my day. Mary is joy, Mary is full of laughter, and I’m convinced Mary has a heart the size of Zambia. Day after day she washes dishes, she bathes and clothes elderly women, and she serves meal after meal. Mary is an angel on this Earth – I’m sure of it.
She has 3 of...