My name is Nasima. I was only able to go to school until Class 2 because the neighborhood boys were harassing me. My parents married me at age 12 but my husband was not a good man. He was addicted to drugs.
I now live with my mother, sister and brother. When I started work at Basha everyone respects me. Before starting this work no one respected me. Now if I need to borrow money from neighbors they trust me because they know that I will repay their money.
My mum and I are both working so my younger sister and brother can go to school. Working at Basha means I can provide for myself and my family.