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  • She came to our house as a cook about 5 years ago. A shortish, thin woman who looked like she was about 50 years old. Her day starts at 5 am when she cooks breakfast and lunch for her family and then she would rush to all the houses where she cooks everything from breakfast to dinner.She started cooking for people when she was in her twenties to support her family as her husband was a drunkard who did not take care of her or her children.

    In our house she helps with the breakfast and would come back at 6pm to help with the dinner..

    When my mom asked her when does she get time to eat with all this running around from one house to another and so much of work; her answer was simple - I don't eat during the day. My mom was shocked and asked her why she didn't eat. She said when I leave home its too early for me to eat and then whole day I keep cooking in one house after another - where is the time to eat? 'I eat only when I get back home at night.'

    My mom insisted that she have breakfast and lunch at our house in between her jobs. She refused saying my body doesn't need food anymore. My mom didn't give up , each day she would keep asking her to join us for the breakfast and then finally one day she agreed to have breakfast with us. Since then, she has never gone without breakfast or lunch...and she says that it has changed her life and she feels so much happier and healthier.

    The sad part of this story is not that she used to get to eat once in a day - the sad part is that in all those houses where she cooked for years - no one ever asked her if she was hungry or how her day was. She told us that my mom was the first person to ask her this and to offer her food.

    Isn't it sad that someone who cooks for everyone had to go hungry for so many years?

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    Rovingl via Flickr under CC license
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