Seeing Beatrice Chanda lecturing a class full of indecent looking girls and women, one cannot tell that the lady so eloquent in her lectures and decently dressed was once a sex worker. Her conduct is far from her past, the only thing that tells her past is her patched skinned face due to overuse of skin bleaching chemicals and a few scars as a result of beatings from men. Chanda 37, is among the many women and girls in Zambia who have fallen prey to sex work because of high levels of poverty were over 65 percent of urban dwellers survive on less than a dollar per day. High prevalence of HIV/AIDS where 14 percent of the 13 million population is infected has led to the increase of orphans who are often left with no means of survival. Many of the orphans become street kids and girls in most cases become sex workers to survive. This the situation that Chanda who today is an activist reforming and preventing girls from joining sex work found herself in when she lost both her parents at the age of 12. Chanda explains that she was lured into prostitution after her aunt who took custody of her introduced her to a business of selling fritters at a drinking place near her area. ‘’My aunt never took me to school instead she started sending me to sell fritters at a nearby bar in our area. I was tasked to ensure there were no left over fritters no matter how late it was,’’ Chanda recalls. A drinking place was never a conducive place for a child of Chanda’s age to conduct business from. Before long, sex workers at the bar took interest in her and offered more money than the fritters cost and eventually employed her as their maid. Chanda mistook the offer by sex workers for generosity; little did she know that the women were slowly luring her into sex work. “I worked for some time as their maid, but still bringing the fritters to them and my aunt was not aware of this, I was later enticed with a lot of money and I was told to join them in prostitution to have such money.’’ “I was young and most men preferred young girls so I attracted a lot of clients but the women were getting the money on my behalf,” says Chanda. Chanda says although she initially used to resist most men, her ‘bosses’ took her through the business rituals. “The women forced me to drink beer and smoke marijuana so I can be brave to have sex with any man,” she recalls. Chanda quickly learnt the ropes and later took permanent residence with sex workers. Chanda recalls that in her seven years of exchanging sex for money she sex slept with three to five men per night but confesses she rarely enjoyed the act. ‘’I did it for the money, even when I’m tired, I would do it just for money, I never wanted money to bypass me.” While the fear of getting infected with the incurable HIV/AIDS is what deters most people from engaging in careless sexual acts, she says otherwise. “I was very aware of AIDS, but I was always drugged and when you see money all you want is to have it and most of the time I never used condoms and I suffered from a lot of STI’s (Sexually Transmitted Infections) fortunately I’m HIV negative” says Chanda. Chanda looks back at her profession with regret, for once she wears a sad face during the interview. “Sex work is not an easy job, we were at times beaten, gang raped, and sometimes dumped at unknown places, sometimes men would use you and instead of paying you, they would grab the little money you made, and leave you stranded in the middle of nowhere,’’ she says.

She recalls that her most frightening experience was when her friend was murdered during their tour of duty. “A situation that made me think twice about this job was when we were picked with my friend by some men,” she narrates. “To our surprise they told us to have sex with each other, we hesitated but they threatened to kill us and one of them placed a log in my friends her private parts, I sensed danger and I asked if I could go to the toilet, I was ordered to leave my clothes that is how I escaped, naked, I didn’t know where to go but a good Samaritan helped me. My friend never came back until today.” After five years in prostitution Chanda fell pregnant in 1992 and gave birth to a ‘fatherless’ baby girl. Parenthood gave Chanda more reasons to continue her business and left her daughter in the care of a retired sex worker. Chanda’s daughter is now pursuing her secondary school level and is not aware of how she came into existence. “I told my daughter that her father died when she was young, and that I have lost track of her father’s relatives,’’ says Chanda. Chanda’s redemption process started when she met activists from a drop- in- centre ‘Tasinta’ meaning deep transformation in Zambian local language. The activist offered counseling and life skills courses to Chanda and her friends. Equipped with tailoring and business management skills, Chanda proved she was reformed and was offered a full time job at the drop-in- centre as an instructor. After four years of working as an instructor, Chanda finally met the man of her life, who accepted her past life and married her. Today, Chanda lives a normal married life and is now a mother of three. Her duties at the drop-in center involve counseling and giving life skills to girls that are on the path of transformation from prostitution. Apart from counseling sex workers, Chanda also teaches life skills to young girls who have no means of survival to prevent them from becoming prostitutes. Chanda has transformed many lives and is proud to be part of the ‘Tasinta’ program that has transformed over a million prostitutes in the country. She stands as a true activist sharing the same background with her students.

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Hi Chinemu,

You've written an interesting story. I might be wrong but I think you should write more about her activism. Maybe in the beginning put a quote or just a bit more information about her work now, and then lead into her background. The way you have written it, it tells more about her background then about how she has escaped and has gone on to better things. Maybe you can also say a bit more about her teaching and give some numbers of how many she has helped, how she feels about what she is doing, etc. I think a bit more work on it and you'll have a good story!

And now, I need to get to work on mine!!!

Good luck! Noreen

Hi Chinemu,

I actually like the story a lot.

I find that sharing her thoughts and her journey is a learning lesson for me. The advocacy work is an added bonus.

I really enjoyed this piece.


I will be very much interested in knowing how the aunt felt now that she turned her life around. There are so many cases of "aunts" who take nieces from the village and mistreated them.

Kadidia Doumbia

Dear Chinemu,

I was carried away by the story. A few sentences on Chanda's impact on the girls she has trained and how she have helped the Tasinta program from the program manager's perspective and how Chanda feels about her work would spice up your story.

You were successful in picking a good subject and presenting an interesting story.

Cheers from the Philippines,


Touching subject, just harmonise the tenses dear. If you choose past tense, then be consistent. Otherwise good luck

Grace Ikirimat

"It takes the hammer of persistence to drive the nail of success."