By Chris Anyokwu
There she was on a typically busy highway clutching a doll swaddled delicately in finery and passing it off as a bundle of joy heartrendingly exposed at dawn of life to the coarser aspects of human society: the unbridgeable class divide between the haves and the have-nots.
Some Lagosians, habitually or customarily empathetic, were moved to dole out some money on account of the “adorable baby”, knowing that millions of people the world over are childless; some ready to give an arm and a leg to have a baby of their own even a deformed one. They always need a child to call their own; a child that would address them as “Dad” and “Mom”. And as a result of this, some desperate couples go out of their way to adopt a child from orphanages and motherless babies’ homes.
