| | | I first met Amina at the house of her lawyer, Hauwa Ibrahim. The following day, she and her lawyer came to my fiancé's house... |
| Talking with Amina was difficult. We spoke different Nigerian languages, and she didn't speak English. She had gone to Koranic School, where she had memorized parts of the Koran and learned how to pray, but she hadn't had a secular education. | | |
| | However, from our first meeting, I was struck by the air of peace and calm that surrounded Amina. She seemed gentle, self-effacing, and docile. During the interview, she spoke briefly and sometimes would not speak at all, preferring to let her lawyer, who had become like a second mother to her, speak for her. Below is the interview, followed by my reflections on the experience. |
| | | | [Amina's lawyer answers for her.] Amina is from a village called Kurami, in Katsina state. Her father, a farmer, died when she was young, and she grew up with her mother and... |
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| | There is no space for me anywhere. At my age, I am not meant to be in my father's house but in my husband's house. When I stay with my parents, after a few days, they become fed up with me. It is not their fault, as their house is small. [Her lawyer uses her hands to show how small. شاهدي القصة بٲكملها » |
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