Sinneh N Sesay

I am Sinneh N. Sesay, I am 17 years old
I fought during the ten years war in my country. it was not my wish, I was forced, drugged and I was given gun. I didn't know what I was doing and i have no option. Either i do it and live or don't and die. see now they have destroy my future for something i do not deserve. i did not live my child hood life and i wonder if i can ever live it. I’m not even sure of what I’m going to be in the future. my future is lost. My future is the street. Everyone discriminate against me. They do not allow their children to come closer to me as they call me names like thief, trouble maker, Rebel. i just don't know how to express the way I feel.
Because i have to survive i go out early in the morning to carry heavy loads on my heads for market women from there houses to the market then they paid me. Mid day i go to the mini-restaurant and wash dishes, clean up their floor then i get food to eat. Late in the evening i carry loads on my head again to their houses. i have been use as cargo train to carry food stuff for money. Oh how i wish i can discover my families who I’m not sure are alive or dead. i don't even know here to find them. I’m calling the whole world to words me and my colleagues in street. I want to be a teacher in the future. Help make me a better future



Moje ime je Sinneh N. Sesay. Star sem 17 let. Boril sem se v vojni, ki je trajala 10 let v naši državi. V to so me prisilili, moral sem uživati droge in dobil sem puško. Nisem vedel, kaj delam in nisem imel izbire. Lahko sem izbiral med tem, da to naredim ali pa tega ne naredim in me ubijejo. Uničili so mojo prihodnost, mislim, da si tega nisem zaslužil. Nikoli nisem imel otroštva in tega mi nihče ne more povrniti. Ne vem točno, kaj bom postal v prihodnosti. Moja prihodnost je izgubljena. Moja prihodnost je ulica. Tudi na ulici me vsi zavračajo. Ne dovolijo svojim otrokom, da bi prišli bliže k meni, zmerjajo me z različnimi imeni, za njih sem tat, zguba,upornik. Jaz pa ne vem, kako naj izrazim svoja čustva.
Za preživetje grem vsako jutro ven in nosim težka bremena na svoji glavi za branjevke, od njihovih domov do tržnice, za to dobim plačilo. Opoldne grem v restavracijo in pomivam posodo, čistim tla in zato dobim v zameno hrano. Pozno zvečer spet nosim težka bremena na svoji glavi iz tržnice nazaj na domove prodajalcev. Za njih sem tovorni vlak, ki prenaša hrano v zameno za denar. Najbolj od vsega si želim, da bi spet našel svojo družino, za katero ne vem, če je živa ali mrtva. Ne vem niti, kje jih naj išćem. V prihodnosti bi rad bil učitelj. Pomagajte mi priti do tega cilja.






LatifaThomos
I am Latifa Thomos, I am 15 years old. I lost my parent and I was left with no option because all my relatives tried to balance my responsibilities. I left school in grad 7 and have no one to give me food. Because of this I came out joining my friends in the street fighting for my survival. I was joined in to sex work by my friends because living was very heard. Prostitution work is what I’m doing for my living. It is not my wish and I want to quite what I am doing but how can I with little or no support in my present condition. In my country there is no free education. I want to go back to school. I want to be an Accountant in the future.

Latifa Thomas
Sem Latifa Thomas, stara sem 15 let. Svoje starše sem izgubila in nisem imela več nobenih možnosti, sorodniki me niso mogli preživljati. V 7. razredu sem pustila šolanje in nisem imela nikogar, ki bi mi dajal hrano. Zato sem se pridružila svojim prijateljem na ulici, skupaj se bojujemo za preživetje. Skupaj z ostalimi prijatelji se prostituiramo, da lahko preživimo. Prostitucija je moje delo. Tega si ne želim početi in rada bi prenehala s tem, vendar zaenkrat ne vidim drugega izhoda. V moji državi šolanje ni zastonj. Rada bi šla nazaj v šolo. Rada bi bila računovodkinja v prihodnosti.