
Because her parents had valued the education of their daughter, Monique was able to become a local midwife and health worker – a lifeline for the women who gave birth in the village where she worked. Monique was in some ways unusual for the time and location – she had been to school.

In the book ‘Monique and the Mango Rains’, Kris describes her two years in the village of Nampossela– the mango rains, the village politics, falling in love, but most of all, her growing friendship with a local midwife called Monique.

Last week I described the first drops of the ‘Mango Rains’ here in Mali: ‘The rains that come when the earth is dry and the heavy rains still far away to make the mangoes sweet’īack in 1989, in a small village in Mali near the border with Burkina Faso, a Peace Corps Volunteer called Kris Holloway was also experiencing the Mango Rains for the first time.
