Kapitel 16: Chapter 15 Called me pregnant

Ginger.

Raw eggs.

Pineapples.

Cinnamon.

That's what I was being forced to eat and drink. My mother had very funny indigenous methods of avoiding pregnancy. I didn't fully trust it, but when my mother's much older friend from the commune started explaining properly, I suddenly had a little bit of hope.

"Drink raw eggs twice per day."

"Add ginger to a pan of boiling water, after five minutes turn off the stove and strain the mixture. Drink two cups of ginger every single day."

It didn't end there.

"Cinnamon also causes miscarriage and abortion. I'd advise you take it later if all fails. If all fails don't worry, I have know other herbs."

My heart immediately dropped at the word abortion. I was not and would never be a baby killer. I would never be able to live with myself knowing that I did that. I would honestly rather be shamed for having an affair with a married man on a higher stature than mine... as opposed to killing an innocent child.