I crossed with these two women under a torrential rain, they were soaked from head to foot, I remember that they still had a few miles to reach the village. Not all traditions are of joy and festivity, some bear the burden of supporting the family on their shoulders. In northern Mozambique women are responsible for bringing food home while men rest at home, it is the tradition, it has always been like this way for centuries. It is a tradition full of hardness and responsibility.