My second year there, the mother of the family I lived with was a teacher at the school. She talked to me a lot one evening about how hard it is to survive there. She was very curious about my life - how much money my parents brought home. We talked about how much money she brings home a month - which was less than $100. She talked about how lucky they were that she had a job, because most people didn't. There was a community farm where her husband went most days, but not because he received anything from going there, but for something to do. I have since learned the farm is closed. It was eye-opening to have her talk to me so frankly.