By Meluse Kapatamoyo
Mywage Zambia speaks to a young mother about how she works really hard - for food and shelter.
MyWage: Tell us a bit about your life
Priscilla: I am 27 years old and a mother of a son. I work as a cook and waitress at a restaurant and bar which are owned by the same employer but are found in different locations. I have lived with my employer’s mother for almost a year now.
MyWage: How did you end up living with your employer’s mother?
Priscilla: Last year was rough for me. Not long after I found out I was pregnant, our landlord also increased rentals by 100 percent. I was living with a friend at the time but we both couldn’t afford to pay the K350, 000 that the landlord was asking. My monthly salary at the time was K300, 000. I had nowhere to go so my employer suggested I move in with her mother.
MyWage: And the man responsible for your pregnancy, did he not take responsibility?
Priscilla: Not really. At the time we started dating, he was separated from his wife and was in the process of getting a divorce. But they decided to reconcile just about at the same time I found I was pregnant. He already had three children and was not in a position to give me any support. The offer to move in with my boss’s mother came at a very desperate time in my life and I was worried about losing my job because of the pregnancy.
MyWage: How has that arrangement worked for you?
Priscilla: Well, at the time, I thought the offer was God sent. But I have had to earn my keep every day that I have lived with her and her two adult children. I worked until my ninth month of pregnancy and returned to work when my son was two months old. Right now I fear for my health and also his future because I don’t seem to be making any progress despite working so hard.
MyWage: What is your typical day like?
Priscilla: I wake up at 05:30 to do house chores. Sweeping the outside and watering the lawn. Then I ensure the house is swept and plates are washed. I also do laundry for the family. My son wakes up very early and most times he’s on my back as I do all these things. After that I shower. I then give my son a bath and feed him his breakfast. Then off we go to the restaurant. There, I cook, save food, clean dishes and sweep the surroundings. If I am working from the bar, I also cook but spend most of the time on the braai stand and serving alcohol.
MyWage: How do you feel about taking your son to such places especially when he is so young?
Priscilla: I feel like I am such a bad mother. If I had a choice, I would certainly quit this job for his sake. I expose him to drunkards. And because I am very busy, preparing food, I sometimes let strangers hold him while I cook. This is very risky as he can easily be abused or even contract communicable diseases like TB (Tuberculosis). Besides that, taking a child to a place like that is illegal but there is no other option. The money I make is only enough for his clothes and food. I cannot afford to save any money especially that my salary was reduced to K200, 000 when I moved into my employer’s mother’s house.
MyWage: Do you think reducing your salary was a fair thing to do considering you earn less than a minimum wage?
Priscilla: It was not but at the same time I understood why it had to be done. They provide me with shelter and I eat their food so it would be unfair for me to make any unnecessary demands or complaints. Sometimes I don’t get paid and that is okay, I am just glad my son and I have a place to live.
MyWage: What is your wish for you and your son?
Priscilla: I wish that I will be able to provide for him, get a place of our own and watch him grow in a healthy environment. He’s seven months old now and in my view I do not think he has had a good life so far. My saddest time is when I have to dress him in the morning. I have to squeeze him into his clothes because they are small but I cannot afford to buy him new clothes. I want a better life for him, but what scares me is that I can’t see myself giving him that good life I wish for him.
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