My name is Xing the third. I was named after my great grandmother. I live in the Tuvas village. It was an average day in the village. The temperature had dropped even more from the previous days of the week. The population here continues to rise. There are at least a million people in my country. I woke up, and put on my fur coat to head to outside to feed the animals. The neighbors were whispering things to each other. I think they were talking about me because women don’t get appreciated much, and it’s even worse if you’re young like me. People think that women don’t really have a purpose. All we do is cook, and clean the house. Teenagers like me just sit in their rooms thinking,” Where is my next meal coming from?” Most of society views the women and female kids like me as just another mouth to feed, and another back to clothe. I don’t have that many friends because my parents are really strict. My life mainly revolves around worshiping Buddha and trying to please my parents. I feel like no matter how hard I try it’s never good enough.
My parents have been talking about finding someone for me to marry. Even though mom has her opinion, daddy has the final say so. Sadly, I have no influence on who I marry. My dad would have to provide my soon to be husband with a dowry. Most of the girls in the village that are my age are married, and they have at least one child. I hope I don’t get married to someone on a boat because I would have to learn a lot of survival skills that I’ve not been taught because we don’t have that type of education here. I also hope I don’t marry a farmer because I will have to help him in the fields. I’m not ready to get married yet because I’d have to take care of my husband, and sons, and other men in my life. I’m very thankful I’m not the youngest daughter in my family. It is custom here to sell the youngest daughter because dowries get expensive. I went to sleep that night and dreamed that we all of the things that we needed, and we...
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