Unbroken

Not far away, my stepmother, the third wife, stood with a satisfactory look smeared across her face. My father was polygamous - three wives and not enough attention to go around. My mother was abandoned with seven children. My education was unimpressive. If that wasn't enough, I fell in love with a foreigner. My nightmare had intensified. In a country plagued with unemployment, corruption, no network support for single mothers and stigma towards dual-heritage children, I was not going to be stuck firmly at the very base of the totem pole. Journey with me now on my path to a better life.