"Back in Nigeria anytime I wanted to pluck mango, this is how I pluck it. I had a farm from when I was 13 years old. My grandmother gave me the land because no money, no one go to school. So they give me the land.
I cleared the land, plant cassava, plant mango. I went there to harvest it, then I sell it and get some money so I will take care of my brother, pay for his school fees. That is why I hold this tree. Anytime I see this picture I will remember.
The land was far. Maybe if I didn’t have anything to do at home I would go to the farm, clear it there, clean the farm.
I use cassava to make fufu or fry gari. Then I do palm oil.
So from there we sold them. After that there is not a lot of money... even the land, if I plant fruit nothing will go well. So someone came in order to help me, so that I can go to school and a lot of things.
From there they took me, this person, I didn’t even know that he want to sell me at Libya. Then he sell me from there, then another person sell me."
This image was taken as part of the Voice of Freedom workshop in Asti, Italy, working with ten Nigerian women trafficked through Libya to Italy. The title of the photograph refers to the name of the individual who took the photograph, and not the figure therein.
Photo: Omo Colis, courtesy of Voice of Freedom.