Our futures in their hands…
Originally posted on Steve McCurry’s Blog:
The women came from different countries with the same dream:
to leave behind the poverty of their villages.
But instead of working as domestic help, they found themselves in a kind of prison,
employed by people who treated them like something less than human.
One was stabbed with a knife, another doused in boiling…
“Now is the time while we think ourselves unbreakable!”
His friend put a hand on the boy’s shoulder, and replied:
“But we know, we are mortal, and this ring is our path to the hill, where the cross stands…”