After bleeding for a while, I fainted thereafter.
It's something that so many girls -- I'm lucky, I never died -- but many die.
It's practiced, it's no anesthesia, it's a rusty old knife, and it was difficult.
I was lucky because one, also, my mom did something that most women don't do.
Three days later, after everybody has left the home, my mom went and brought a nurse.
We were taken care of. Three weeks later, I was healed, and I was back in high school.
I was so determined to be a teacher now so that I could make a difference in my family.
Well, while I was in high school, something happened.
I met a young gentleman from our village who had been to the University of Oregon.
This man was wearing a white t-shirt, jeans, camera, white sneakers -- and I'm talking about white sneakers.