Then a year ago her mother died. Lipy took her children and moved to the city in search of work. It's a hard life. Her day begins at dawn when she prepares breakfast for her sons, aged four and seven, and her sister who looks after the children during the day. At 7am she sets off on her hour long walk to work.
Life is better than it was in the village.
It's not much, but my sons are my life. The light is that my sons will become good men. Half away around the world, in the small Mid-Glamorgan town of Maesteg, another single mother is also worried about her children. On December 23 the factory where she works as a garment examiner will close its doors. We thought this was going to be a good Christmas, a comfortable Christmas.