The ladies might have been sincere in their desire to help the Mruna people, focusing on their lack of modern tools and beliefs, in addition to their need for conversion. The women were appalled by their heathen customs. Unfortunately, they do not afford that same concern to impovershed living in their own community.
They put the women out in huts when their time came, whatever that was; they had no sense of family—I knew that’d distress Aunty—they subjected children to terrible ordeals when they were thirteen; they were crawling with yaws and earworms, they chewed up and spat out the bark of a tree into a communal pot and then got drunk on it.
