Being born an almost blind hunchback with crippled legs was not a good start in life. Her parents took her to a local shrine for a cure. Nothing happened — so they just abandoned her.
She was just a toddler, but she couldn’t toddle. She was taken care of by the vagrants of the city who knew all about waif and straydom. They found her to be far from stupid and her disabilities masked a very engaging personality.
Eventually she was admitted by a convent who felt sorry for her, but this was not good enough, she wanted to get on with life.
So she managed to get admitted by the Dominicans where she did mystic healing (sadly only for others), taught children, visited prisoners and never ever had time to think she was in any way deprived or unfortunate.