Donate NowMary Wiltenburg, for the Pulitzer Center
A long road: Neema John's earliest memory is the slaying of her Hutu father in Rwanda. She lived in refugee camps until she ran from rapists. She's raising son Briton, 4, alone. (Mary Wiltenburg © Christian Science Monitor)
She's learned to sleep in the rain. When spring storms pound the sheet-metal roof like a timpani and drip through marble-sized holes over the bed, Neema John curls around her son, Toni. Shifting the 4-year-old clear of the leaks, she rearranges the mosquito net around them and whispers until he drifts off again.