Four years ago, shortly after hundreds of thousands of Rohingya refugees arrived in her community of Cox’s Bazar, Bangladesh, Hason Ara received food rations from the World Food Programme (WFP).
At the time, her husband, a food trader, was struggling to find any work, and with rising prices they could not afford to put food on the table for their family of eight. They often skipped meals so that their children could eat; and having chicken or fish was a fantasy.
