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Mariam’s Story

Mariam Kibwana is mother, a wife and the breadwinner all at once. You might be wondering, a breadwinner how? Didn’t you just mention her being a wife. Well apart from Mariam.


Her Husband Is Married To The Bottle.

On other days, he is present, but mostly absent. He supports her when he wants to, but it is clear that Mariam can’t match her husband's lifestyle. The farm has never been his full responsibility until harvest. Throughout the season, Mariam makes the decisions alone. She borrows for seeds. She buys fertilizer on credit. She negotiates with agro-dealers. When pests strike or rains delay, it is Mariam who absorbs the risk. Every choice, every loss, every sleepless night belongs to her.

Yet None Of It Bears Her Name.

When buyers visit the village, they do not ask for Mariam. When records are written, her name is not recorded. When transactions happen, she stands nearby — close enough to hear, too far to decide. The most astonishing part is, when it’s harvest time, her husband appears. Of course, he has to; remember the land Mariam works in belongs to him, so he has full right to the produce. The tomatoes are sold quickly. Cash changes hands. Decisions are made. And just like that, the value of months of labor leaves the farm and Mariam is left behind. Debts remain unpaid. School fees are delayed. Another season begins with less than the one before. There is no receipt that shows what she produced. No record of what she managed. No proof of what she endured.

So When Mariam Seeks Fair and Structured Credit, She Is Told To Wait.

She is told to bring in collateral that she has no right to own, or at least farming histories. When she tries to negotiate better prices, she is dismissed. When drought threatens, she has nothing to stand on, It’s just her and her children suffering with nothing to suffice a quick recovery than unfair loans keeping her into a cycle of debt and extreme poverty. For how long will I stay Invisible? A question She kept asking her self. When Mariam encounters Her Farm Story, she does not hear promises. She experiences something she has been longing for "Visibility". Someone asks about her plot. Her decisions. Her season.

For The First Time, Her Work Is Followed From Planting To Harvest.

Her farming practices are observed. Her consistency is noted. Her risks are understood. As the season unfolds, things begin to change. Guidance helps her reduce waste. Planning helps her stretch resources. And when harvest comes, the story does not disappear into someone else’s hands. The tomatoes move with her name attached to them. Payments follow a clear path. Decisions return to the person who carried the season. The weight she has always borne finally shows.


Mariam Clears Debts That Have Followed Her For Years.

And when the rains fail the next season, Mariam is not alone. Her work, her patterns, her discipline have already spoken for her. Today, Mariam still wakes before the sun. She still farms. She still carries responsibility. But now, Her work is seen. Her choices matter. Her farm no longer feeds silence. Her Farm carries Her Story.

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