I was not allowed to have breakfast with the family. I could only eat once they were done and if there were leftovers. Some days, I was so hungry that I would take some bread without them seeing. It made me feel like a thief.
You know, I wouldn’t even have minded the workload and the poor treatment, if only I was getting paid and I could have sent money to my family in Kenya.
I promise you, on that day, she beat me like my mother never beat me. She was yelling “why am I paying you?”, which is ironic since I had never received any money from her. She beat me several other times, especially if I broke something while cleaning. Toward the end my hands were shaking when I was working, by fear of doing something wrong and being beaten again.
For a few months, we have been able to get by. But with the financial crisis, and now the lockdown, we have no more income at all. We haven’t been able to pay our rent or our electricity bills for the past three months. Thank God, our landlord has been understanding so far, but for how long?
We came to Lebanon thinking it would be much better than in our countries. But things are very difficult. We haven’t sent any money to our families, let alone save money to start a better life in our home countries. But our faith has helped us through it all. We believe that God has a plan for our life, and will not abandon us. He has been faithful to us so far. This food voucher we received from you is yet another proof of that!
 INSAAF, a Christian NGO in Lebanon helping migrant domestic workers