If you could get a housemaid in Lagos till at least ending of 2018, you should know Madam Rose.
She and her team were always ready to supply any preference of Housemaid you want.
Since she got the maid for my mum's best friend, we decided to get one from her.
We invited her over and told her the preference we wanted.
We needed a maid so bad, preferably someone not so old to give instructions.
She said their prices vary, and they agreed to 38k a month, including accommodation and feeding with us for a girl named Hawa.
She was from Mali, very young, like 14-15yrs old.
She had a scar on her face and wasn't looking happy at first, as she wasn't smiling.
She took in her things, and madam rose left.
Her first couple of months was so difficult because of the language barrier. My Parents liked her
She was willing to learn.
Dad would get her thing on his way back from trips and play with us all.
On a Sunday evening, she told my Dad she needed some cash for her personal stuff. Dad was not happy about her way of saving.
What have you been doing with your salary? he asked.
She said she was dead broke and Didn't want to ask mum again.
Dad was confused as it was just 3days after she got her salary.
Daddy asked what she has been doing with her money.
She was starting to speak more broken English than her usual French.
She said it doesn't get to her
Dad was so angry. He told her he would be paying her directly from that day. she started crying.
She said her sisters are still with Madam Rose, and the plan is to work for 2years, then she would finally take them to France, which was supposed to be their initial destination.
She explained how she always come to Mali to pick little girls and promise their parents that they were going to France.
They always end up in Madam Rose's house, where she maltreats them and send them out as slaves when most can't even speak any other language except French.
Dad called his Police friend, and he reported the issue to him.
The next day, Police went to Madam Rose's house to talk about Hawa and release of her two sisters.
She already sent them out also while receiving their monthly salary.
They searched the house and saw 13 other young
Girls in a room with bunk beds and a worn-out mattress on some, some didn't even have any.
The whole place was stinking.
They were all looking malnourished.
The police rescued the other 13 and got the other two girls back.
I never realized things like that happens among us. Image
I know we talk about slavery and all, but if you have a maid which you pay his/her salary to someone or agency, you are 99% supporting child trafficking and slavery.
You should report the situation as soon as you see it, so you won't get yourself in trouble.
Hawa is fine now. She's on Twitter too, following me and probably reading this at the same time.
I took her permission before telling her story here too.
She's the sister I never had😁.

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