Zainab used to love school.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She was the kind of girl who looked forward to lectures, raised her hand in class, and kept her notes neat enough for classmates to borrow. But all that changed in her 200 level.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It wasn\u2019t her course. It wasn\u2019t her grades. It was money.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Every semester, tuition deadlines crept in like a storm. She would scroll through her phone, wondering who to beg this time. Her parents were doing their best, but with three other siblings in school, there was never enough. Her side hustle \u2014 small catering gigs \u2014 barely covered her feeding and photocopies.<\/p>\n\n\n\n