Eyo is the heart wrenching story of a ten year old girl sold into slavery by her own parents.
The story opens with a disturbing scene in Eyo’s neighborhood in Jungle city, a poverty stricken slum in Lagos, Nigeria. Jungle city “had a reputation for being the most violent, notorious, and criminal ghetto in Nigeria...It had narrow, untarred streets, winding alleys, and shanty settlements and stood defiant on reclaimed marshes, surrounded by decomposing garbage, burning wood, and rotting animal carcasses—the latter being remains from the abattoir on the fittingly named Malu (Cow) Road, the entryway into Jungle City.”
This was Eyo’s home. She occupied a one bedroom “face-me-i-face-you” apartment with her parents and two younger siblings. Every morning, she woke up before sunrise to bathe and prepare for yet another day of hawking ice water with her little brother. One morning her mother informed her of a decision that would change her life forever. Both her parents had agreed that her uncle take her to London, the land where dreams turned into reality. There, she would have a better life. She would be with white people and learn new things. She would go to school. All promises she could never even dream of in Jungle city. She would be stupid to give up such an opportunity. Or so she was made to believe.
Leaving behind her younger sister and brother, Eyo boards a plane to the UK (pronounced “Uukay” by Eyo) filled with hopes and dreams of a better life. Soon after she arrives in the UK, Eyo realized she was in for a total shock. After several months of physical and sexual abuse while working as a domestic help, Eyo is eventually sold to sex traffickers who specialized in child sex trafficking. The years of sexual abuse as a young child rendered her “super-experienced” for her age and fueled demand for Eyo by many customers.
This was not the “Uukaay” Eyo was promised. In the ensuing chapters, life loses meaning as she is passed from one heartless sex trafficker to another. She got through some days by pretending to be a robot in efforts to protect herself from the unimaginable life that has become her own. She did only that which was required of her and tried hard not to feel anything. But is this possible?
Sanusi does a phenomenal job communicating very raw and intricate emotions as Eyo transforms from a ten year old into a teenager, evolving from African flower to African Lolita to Jungle Girl. With every turn of a page, I found myself wanting to reach out and pull Eyo out of the story. I cringed over and over and over. It took me months to write this review as I was afraid of stirring my emotions plus I didn't think my review would do this book justice. But, the worst part was the helplessness I felt knowing that there are thousands of Eyos' out there who can’t find their way. Writing this review is my little way of contributing and I hope you will be inspired to make a difference and fight for the rights of Eyos' around the world.
I particularly love how at the end of the book, Sanusi empowers her readers with an opportunity to make a difference in the lives of children like Eyo by visiting /http://www.afruca.org/ to campaign against the trafficking of African children to the UK.
I encourage you to at least check out this website even if you aren’t up to reading such a charged book. Remember, knowledge is power.
Eyo is available on Amazon. Click here
Rating: 5 bows