Mother For Sale
I sold my mother. Yes that's right, I sold her as a prostitute. She raised us alone, all sixteen of us. And she doesn't have a decent job. We had three fathers but they all left my mother when she no longer had any use to them. Mama willingly gave herself and sacrificed for us. There were nights when we would go hungry. The little kids would cry and cling to her while we grown-ups pretend to be alright. We live in a small nipa hut with no water and electricity so we have to use lamps every night. Mama would go on with her work just to get us through the day. And she has to send the big kids to school, too. But we cannot concentrate on anything with empty stomachs. Sometimes we would chop her up so we could have something to eat. But she always came back only to be eaten again. Mama is an attractive woman. Most of her customers are foreign men. She was abused and raped many times but she doesn't care. We children didn't care, we want food, that's all. Her su...