My name is Purta and I am a 25 year old female living in Rome.

I myself am married with a baby

on the way. I live a very structured yet happy life. I sadly am part of the lower class. My husband works
all day long to provide the little food we have to eat. My husband is a builder more specifically he is a
bricklayer. I awake at dusk and prepare my husband for work. This includes bathing him and cooking for
him. I being woman live under my husband and cater to all his needs before my own. My husband and I
were married by default. Being poor he could not buy me a token to represent our marriage so we were
married based on the law cohabiting for a year without the woman being absent for a total of three
nights. I myself am educated more than most woman of my village. I am looked up to for that. Each day
after sending my husband off to work I feel free. I knit clothing for my baby. I hope I have a son so I can
educate him and he can get a higher paying job and marry above the class we are in. For most part I stay
indoors which is what my husband has asked of me. I leave to the market each day at noon and trade
my goods for food to make my husband for dinner depending on what he tells me that morning he
wants to eat. After shopping I prepare supper. I undress my husband upon him coming home and wash
him up for dinner. I serve him and then join him for dinner. We then resign to bed and my day repeats
itself tomorrow.