Laokolé, 16, pushing her disabled facther around in a rickety wheelbarrow, attempting to invent the glorious future which her brilliant studies seem to have in store for her, strives to flee her city occupied by teenage-soldier militias, with her little brother Fofo, 8.
Laokolé, seize ans, poussant son père infirme dans une brouette branlante, tâchant de s’inventer l’avenir radieux que sa scolarité brillante lui promettait, s’efforce de fuir sa ville livrée aux milices d’enfants soldats, avec son petit frère Fofo, huit ans.