Fanny Ruiz, San Pedro Sula
Fanny’s son, Jorge Alexander, joined the migrant caravan, against her will, and got to the US border at Tijuana. One night, he was lured into a house with two other Honduran boys, Jorge Alexander and one other were tortured and killed, the third boy escaped. This follows months of hate speech in the media in Mexico and the US, against migrants, and the killings are being treated as hate crimes.
"My name is Fanny Ruiz. When I was four years old my father killed my mother. My father was sent to prison for a while. Then my brother was killed. My next brother was disappeared, we never saw him again. Then my third brother was killed. Of the six brothers and sisters that we were, just us three girls are alive now.
Thank God I'm still alive, to carry on looking after my children, but it's not great having to hide in your own country so that nothing happens to you.
All girls and women in this country are in a dangerous position, many of us are scared to go out in case we get followed and raped and killed.
I have shrapnel all over me, here in my forehead, in my back, my legs, my breasts. I was shot 13 times, they were trying to kill me. Thank God, I am still here, alive to look after my kids.
I have worked in lots of things to take care of my children: gardening, farming, building construction, flooring, cooking. I’m good with money, I work hard, I don’t have any vices, but that's not enough."
Fanny is pictured with two of her children in the cemetery, at the grave they prepared to bury Jorge Alexander while they were waiting for the repatriation of his body.
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