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My spell in prison won’t define my daughter and I

Teresa Njoroge was once a prolific career banker (Photo courtesy)

The clank of the shutting gates behind me reminded me where I was. I was now one of them; the women in tattered clothing who dotted the compound. How did I end up here surrounded by high walls topped with barbed wire?

The three-month-old squirming bundle in my arms looked up at me, completely oblivious of our surroundings, or the inner storm that raged within her mother. My daughter was spending her early days on earth with me in prison; and that, more than anything, broke my heart.

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