When I was just a little girl, I noticed that other children in my village had a mom and a dad. When I asked my mom why, tears would fill her eyes…
You see, I was the first child, and my father couldn’t wait to have a son. But, when I was born and he saw that I was a girl, he sent my mother away saying, “let me be a gift to my mother.”
My father remarried, again in hopes of having a son. For boys are highly valued in South Sudan. His second wife became pregnant, but she too gave birth to a little girl. My father was so upset that he hung himself.