From a teacher:
” The thing about Kunti is that I know her….I’ve taught her a few times in my class.
I’ve seen her struggle with school and peer relationships….a true misfit…
I’ve wondered why she was absent so often…why she never had all her books….why she was able to reach Std 4 unable to read and write properly….
I’ve heard her sing song, sometimes slurred speech so very many times and oftentimes, I was unable to understand every thing she said…
I’ve had to silence the other students on many occasions because they laughed at her when she tried to explain herself or answer a question…
She, too, would sometimes join in the laughter, not realising that she was the joke…
I’ve seen her struggle to make a bare 30% in her work while her parents threatened to take her out of school to either learn a trade/skill or to find her a husband….
One time, she disappeared for days then weeks….The exam was just around the corner and I grew worried….
I feared her Father had done what he always threatened to do…Had he found her a husband this time?She was only 11/12/13…
Thank God I was able to find her and convince him to let her return to school and write the exam…
Another time I had to go searching for her up some hill in Belmont cause they kept her home after I discovered that she was being interfered with by her step father..I didn’t find her…She had been sent away…. Never came back to school..
Again another time,I learned that her well dressed, polite Dad had been pimping her out to his friends….She was in Std 5…I don’t know for how long it had been going on but she too, disappeared after we made the discovery…
I saw that one years after…She was an adult but I wld never forget her face..I knew it was her…..
She was with a man…I physically ran to her….
My first question was, “Is he treating you well?”
She said he was ..He looked older than she was….but she was smiling then..I prayed that the smiles would stay cause she never smiled back then in school…
Thereve been other Kuntis…I remember them all..but I cldnt save them back then and I can’t now…
The S on my chest has faded…
Sooooo….while all the jokes…memes….videos and comments about Kunti make me want to snicker (cause Trinis’ creativity and sense of humour makes them funny as heck), I keep stifling it in cause….well…..I know her….
And…yeah….I may be wrong..Maybe this is another Kunti and not any of the ones I know..the ones I knew……but…I feel like she is the same…
Soo…yeah….I know Kunti…I’ve taught her a few times in my class…If I’d known what Life held in store for her, I wldve worked harder with her…I wldve checked up on her more frequently even after she left me….I wldve tried to save her…but…smh…
I know Kunti.. “.
This is sad and questionable at the same time.
:sorry Very powerful sentiments! ! We all know a Kunti, wish I didn’t. ..but I know quite a few Kunti! :hoax2
This is heartbreaking to read!
Deep And very very sad.
Mi tink mi miss dah story yah doe.