Driven by poverty, Aysha’s mother hurried to work in various households, while he wandered around the nooks and crannies of Rayer Bazar Martyrs Memorial.
My name is Aysha. My mother works from home to home. I do my mother’s work in my house.
Sometimes I roamed in Rayer Bazar Buddhijibi. One day I saw 2 or 3 Sir and Madam ware teaching children there. I also had a hobby. I will study and grow up. My parents can’t afford to educate me. So I told them that I also want to read and write. “What is the name of your school?” I asked. “Chayatal Bangladesh” they replied. From there I am learning to read and write. Madam loves me like a mother. Along with studies I am taking dance, singing, and sewing training. I want to grow up. I want those who dream like me to be able to fulfill their dreams like me.