I am a 25-year-old Tongan living in Australia, and I
can sort of relate to this article. Growing up was very hard
(financially and emotionally). By the time they were 16, my
brothers were selling drugs, and most probably doing drugs as well.
My brothers have been stabbed and beaten and who knows what else.
But my mother and father went to every court case, and most
weekends, they visited one of my brothers that was put away for
armed robbery. My brothers no longer live that life. They now have
kids and are slowly getting their lives in order. What I would like
to say to the mothers is: Please, don’t stop praying, and
never give up on your children.