“What we did was work.”I met Olga in the sky-blue courtyard of an elementary school in Guatemala’s western highlands. The circumstances that put Olga where she is and me where I am are random, capricious and in many ways cruel. Olga doesn’t know exactly how her husband died last year. “We met and he told me, ‘I’ll take care of you, you won’t have to work,’” she told me. But since his death, Olga is now the sole person responsible for their three daughters, ages 10, 8 and 5.

Source: International New York Times June 07, 2019 18:00 UTC