I am Zakir and I am 12 years old. I live with my mother and elder sister in a village in Cox’s Bazar. When I was only two months old, my father died in an accident, and the onus of raising two children fell to my mother. To support our family and supplement my mother’s income, I started selling pearl necklaces to tourists on the beach. Hence, my dreams to pursue my education was never an option for me.
Hailing from a small village in the Jhenaidah district, Mst. Anika Tabassum was one of the few girls from her