‘I am around ninety years old. I had a happy life. A good husband. I tattooed his initials on my chest. Unfortunately, he died in 1976.
The worst day of my life is still buried deep inside my soul. I had two daughters before the war. But then the war started here and my daughter got pregnant. We started running away. But the belly of my daughter was very big and we had to rest. They asked: ‘Is it a girl? Is it a boy?’ They opened the belly and took the baby out of the stomach. They threw the baby in the water and they killed my daughter.’ Jessie Jon, Liberia
Image © JR; caption text by Marco Berrebi
from Women are Heroes, by my hero JR.