As part of our preparation for this summer’s internship, we
were asked to read a book by Patricia McCormick called Sold. In between studying
for finals and writing papers this past week, I set aside some time to read
this book: the story of a Nepalese girl sold into sex slavery in India. It certainly wasn’t easy to put down! I read it in just a few sittings.
The story begins with a little girl like you or me living
with her family on a farm in Nepal. They
are obviously struggling financially, but the most vivid thing that appeared to
me was the love shared between mother and daughter. This little girl loved her mother, and her
mother loved her. The only part of the
equation that didn’t equal out was that of the step-father, who eventually sold
his little girl to a woman from the city…supposedly to be a servant in a rich
person’s house.
From that point, nothing is as it was for this girl. I won’t repeat the vividness of the stories
or the graphic details therein revealed (although I would recommend that you
read the book yourself if you are interested in learning more). Her story was not a fairytale; it was more
like a never ending horror flick…the real kind, not the ones with bad effects
and lame monsters.
My heart broke for this little girl and the others like her
who have found themselves in these terrible positions. The good news for the girl in this story is
that she was eventually found and freed from her prison…but there are so many
other that stayed trapped and locked away.
And even for this girl, freedom has not yet been won. She will have a long, hard road ahead of her
to overcome the trauma of what has occurred.
Her life has been marked forever…and she was only 13.
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