I am the daughter to very poor family in the central zone of Tanzania,having only a single mother to care for with only a high school diploma and small scale of farming as our only source of income .

"Amina,where are you my child"my mother called from inside our little hurt and successful interrupt my trail of thoughts

"Yes mama ,I am coming".

I hurried my steps going inside our house from the small shade of a baobao tree trying to shade myself from the scorching sun of the mid afternoon responding to the call of my mother .

"Yes mama ,I am here"I said to my laying mother on a small worn out mattress that I had used while in school

"It's so hot and sunny out there my child ,are you okay?"my mother asked while tenderly touching my right cheek

"It's okay mama,you called for me"

"Amina my child ,I don't feel so well since yesternight but I feel much worse today,I tried to take panadol but still no relief ,go to mama Aisha on the third street and and ask for neem leaves to brew for the medical herb ,I might feel better after taking it"

"But mama it's so bitter"I told my mama tenderly ask I looked down at her while she was laying down

"Mmnh life is way bitter my child that is less of my concern"

"Yes mama"I responded while look at her sad smile and slowly stood up and went to fetch what my mother asked of me .

That was the day before my mother was harshly snatched from my life leaving,my 20years old self as an orphan and that was 3 years ago 

"Amina!!!"I was harshly interrupted from reminiscing from my past 

"Yes sister"I responded respectfully to my boss

"Why are you wasting time outside while we have customers to attend to ,hurry up and come inside"

"Okay"I responded gingerly walked inside the hair saloon where I am currently working as a beautician .