When others her age are having fun, she is on the streets of Kumasi selling.
It is not her wish to be here. If she had her own way, she would have been on a merry-go-round singing ‘Mary had a little lamb’
For her, the Jack and Jill story is not a rhyme but her destiny.
The only fun thing she can do is to pose for a picture as she saw me pull out my camera. Maybe that was a nice Christmas present I gave her.
She is living her adult life in her childhood. when will she live her childhood?