Yes, I knew the girl but her name escaped me now. I was in the same form as her but different class. She used to sit beside me at recess sometimes and her mom packed her lunch in one of those aluminum containers and as soon as she opens it I could smell saltfish and rice. After the baby incident in the toilet, I never saw her again. To this day, whenever one talks about teenage pregnancy, her image kept flashing in my mind and I asked myself how naive I was not to notice a girl who is 9 months pregnant.Thanks for sharing this story, Phoebe.
