I am Rosa’s grandmother, my name is Khansa Khader Khedida. I am old, I think over sixty. This is my story: I was born in 1954, I thought I was younger, I got married when I was 20 years old and I lived in the house of my husband’s family, they forced me to marry I had to marry at the time, but I fell in love with my husband later, I went to literacy, I used to work, harvest crops, raised animals, I used to operate heavy agricultural machinery for crops and animals, my health and my body were very strong, I remember when my husband was martyred in the Iran-Iraq war in the eighties, when he was in the hospital, and his condition was very bad, I was sitting near his head and crying, I told him, It is forbidden for me to marry after you.