“Some days, I sit in class and pray no one notices. Not because I don’t want to learn, but because I don’t have what I need to stay.”

Ama sits quietly in class, her focus drifting far from the lesson on the board. It’s not that she doesn’t want to learn. She does. But the discomfort, the anxiety, and the constant fear of embarrassment make it nearly impossible to concentrate. Every movement feels risky, every minute feels longer than it should.