The presence of dropout girls selling food on school grounds presents a paradoxical picture. The institution of education, a knowledge repository, has inadvertently transformed into a bazaar of unfulfilled aspirations. Perpetually elusive ambitions entwine with the aroma of culinary delights.
The situation illustrates the grim realities of the lives of many girls trapped in a survival cycle that prioritises immediate necessities above long-term goals. It was the case with five food vendors whom this writer encountered while investigating the dropout dilemma in Sokoto.
