What if they were yours...
'Mummy don't worry yourself at all. You see Amanda, in my heart, she's like the little sister i never had. Every thing about her is going to be taken care of. We're registering her in school immediately we get to Lagos. She won't lack for anything at all'.
All these and more, Mrs Williams promised as she took 11 years old Amanda with her to the big city of Lagos.
The poor girl's fate was signed the day she bade her parents goodbye.
Four years later, no registration in any school whatsoever. Amanda only existed in Mrs Williams world as nothing but a servant whom she didn't deem worthy of spending her hard earned money on.
Amanda was made to do chores from sunrise until sunset, irrespective of the weather or her health conditions. As is typical of most children brought to cities to serve, Amanda could barely piece her English together, not to mention remember where she came from.
Every and anything Mrs Williams could think of, she made Amanda hawk, held her responsible for her inability to conceive, five years after wedding.
Mr Williams was a very successful businessman who spent most of his time traveling around to manage his business so he had no knowledge of the evil deeds of his 'Darling' wife.
One sunny Friday providence decided to smile on the poor girl. Her tray loaded with wares for sale, she could barely walk after being pummeled at night by Mrs Williams. So she made herself a little corner by the busy market where she could sit to sell her wares.
It was in that state Mrs Amaobi found Amanda, asleep on the floor, by her wares looking almost unrecognizable.
Mrs Amaobi was so shocked at the sorry state of Amanda, her neighbour's daughter from the village that she raised an alarm. Mrs Williams was finally arrested and prosecuted, putting an end to her wickedness and Amanda was reunited with her loving family.
The scenario above perfectly describes the fate of many little boys and girls who have been brought to cities under a million wonderful promises, only to end as slaves.
First and foremost, why bring a child to your house and you can't love them?
Why treat these children in such poor and wicked ways?
We as a people should never condone or keep silent wherever we see such happen around us.
What if that child was yours, what would you do?
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