After sheltering at the school for 10 days, Celina and her children returned home, where they found all of their belongings covered in mud and ruined by water. The family’s crops had been destroyed.
Throughout their neighborhood were pools of stagnant floodwater – the perfect breeding ground for malaria-carrying mosquitoes. People then started to get seriously ill, including Celina’s two young daughters.
“We didn’t have mosquito nets. We were just fleeing from water in our houses,” she said. “I didn’t want to believe the truth. But when I arrived at the hospital, that is when I saw that it was malaria.”
For Celina, hearing the news that both of her daughters had malaria was terrifying. Just six months before the cyclone hit, her 35-year-old husband Maxaieie came home late from work, sick with a fever. Less than 24 hours later, he tested positive for malaria and died.
“That is when I realized that I’m alone now. I’m the father and the mother of my kids. I started working in the field [harvesting crops] to sustain my children,” she says.