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struggle

elizabethwinnie

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Time 1h 51m

Reads 222
Votes 49
Parts 20
Time 1h 51m

elizabethwinnie

"I will finish basic, i will finish secondary and if God permit i will go to university and finish " i told my mum.
I just ask her money to buy pen to do my homework and she to me when she was in school, she looked after herself and when she couldn't continue she dropout so if i think i can't look  after myself and buy everything for myself then I should stop the school. 


#This was the journey of Winnie McWilliams, a 13 year old primary three student that was left alone  by her mum and stepdad to look after herself in school till she finish #

Now the question is " will she be able to continue her school ??" as she is a rheumatism and asthmatic  patient. 

Join the journey of Winnie let's see what happens.All Rights Reserved

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