Amy Adoyzie

This is us (minus the five teachers that came months later), 16 months ago. We were something else. We were fresh. We were ready to charge into Chittagong and uproot and change and help to better those who wanted to be better. We were here.
We were many things, and most of all we were hopeful. We continue to be hopeful, but not without that same hope wrapped in layers of skepticism. We’ve fought, we’ve scratched and crawled, we’ve been hurt and scarred. But we survived.
This is us 16 months ago.
And we are all still here.