I live in a village called Bartolo with my four sibblings. My father is a farm worker and makes about $30 a week but my mother does not have a job outside our house. She stays home and makes the food for us to eat. Our house is made of mud bricks called adobe which are made by hand and dried in the sun. The house has only one room which is both our bedroom and kitchen. My mother cooks on an adobe stove and uses sticks for the fuel. Last year we got electricity in our village so but we cannot afford to have it run to our house so we use kerosene lanterns. We do not have a bathroom in our house and we do not have a latrine so we have a space in the trees which we use as a bathroom. We have to carry pails of water from a well which is about a 10 minute walk from our house. We have one wooden stool and some stones to sit on and I sleep on a wooden frame bed, with crossed rope and a straw mat, with my mother.