“I used to get licks for tea, breakfast and dinner. You think is two cents I went through in this life? But what a guh do? I just have to keep living and hoping that something will work out for me; something somehow.”
The desperate words of a 44-year-old mother of seven children, the youngest being 14. If ever there was a person who was dealt a bad hand in life it is this sister, and for her and her children it is a vicious cycle of poverty and abuse.
“Miss, leh me tell you something, it does be hard nuff days, but I can’t give up,” she said, close to tears.
