For many years, while I was growing up, I walked with my hands. I had polio. I had dreams like the others girls but because of the hardships in my life I had stopped dreaming. The one thing that I was good at was traditional Mithila art and when the Janakpur Women’s Development Center opened here in my village, I got work. A few years ago my husband went missing in India. It is hope for my two children and seven grandchildren that brings me to work every morning.