“Mamaia Nonola” (Granny Nonola), as we call her, always surprises me. She is  the sister of my grandmother and very close to me. She is from a family of 10 children and her mother died when she gave birth to the last child. After that Mamaia Nonola had to take care of the house and bringing up the other brothers and sisters. She didn’t go to school, her father decided to send to school only the boys of the family, therefore she can’t read or write. Even so she is  one of the most determined person I know with strong religious believes but still open minded. Explaining her that I want pictures with her, she paid attention to my words and after a few minutes of silence she said out loud : “I grasp what you mean, you want a story of me in pictures because I am special”