Nankinga Harriet's story
My name is Nankinga. In primary school, because my family is too poor to provide adequate food, Iam much smaller and slimmer than the other kids. Iam bullied frequently because of my size. Iam sad and lonely which affects my grades drastically. I see how my parents sacrifice so much for me everyday. Iam studying harder, studying until midnight so that my grades improve under these conditions.
Our income dwindles further. Our financial stability worsens as we go to sleep hungry every night. One time I had a high fever. My parents were not at home. So i walked more than 10 kilometers to treat my sickness.
Later, my brother tested into high school and my mother became sick yet again. There was no one at home to take care of her so I skipped school to take care of her and our farm animals. My father spends every day under the glaring sun working to stay alive. My father pushes forward in order to provide for our life. One year when sunshine is too much, our crops are worse than ever as well. Our pigs died from illness.
Everyday, my mom goes to the farm at dawn and comes back at dusk. Iam working harder so that my parents reap the best fruit from their hard work.
Thanks for listening to my story.
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