Five years ago, Molly Fendru was living in the tiny village of Onai, Uganda, 7,324 miles from Marion, Ohio. She didn’t speak English. One of eight children, she survived as her mother did the best she could to keep the family fed. On particularly lean days, the children’s mother, Irene, would give her brood salt or a thin porridge made from roots. Molly would look at her sadly. “Mom, that’s not even food,” the daughter would say.