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Welcome to the Other Side: A Peek into Lives that Keep Going

By: Augusta Osmatu Bangura

‎Meet Mathilda Conteh, a 45-year-old market trader at Kroo Town Road Market in Freetown.

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She’s known for her quick hands, generous smile, and selling cassava and potato leaves, a trade she’s carried on since she was 12.

‎But before her story, consider this:

‎For many, the rainy season is cozy. It’s warm blankets, the soothing rhythm of raindrops on rooftops, the perfect excuse to rest indoors.

‎Now, come to Mathilda’s world.

‎For her and countless other market women in Sierra Leone, the rains mean something else entirely: flooding, muddy streets, leaky umbrellas, and long hours waiting for customers who never come.

‎She has no canopy, no safe stall, just a wooden table and her will to endure.

‎Her earnings slow to a trickle. But the needs don’t. She’s raising three children alone—one of them a student at Fourah Bay College. That’s no small feat. That’s the product of years of grit and sacrifice, years of waking early, years of sweating from the brows.


‎The contrast is stark: while some enjoy the season's comfort, others battle through it to survive.

‎Yet Mathilda endures, not out of luxury, but out of love.

‎Her life is not just about selling leave, it’s about legacy.

‎Her story is of thousands of women in Sierra Leone who keep pushing, hoping, and building futures even when the skies open against them.

‎They are the backbone of our communities. And every time they brave the rain, they carry more than produce. They’re carrying dreams, for their children, and for a better tomorrow.

‎So there, this is the other side of the rainy season. It's the side we see but rarely notice, so usual that it's become a norm. We overlook it, assuming it's ordinary, but it's anything but.

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