[African Union] Every planting season, women in our villages wake up before dawn, their hands rough from years of tilling the land. They labour tirelessly under the scorching sun, sowing maize, cassava, pearl millet, sorghum, cowpeas, or peanuts. For decades, they have followed the same routine, hoping that this time, the harvest will be different--that they will finally make enough to send their children to college, repair leaking roofs, or at least have some savings to cushion them from the uncertainties of farming.
