Empowering 37 Orphans Through Education in Kenya

Life could have turned so differently if it was not for Nyumbani Village.

Why do I say That, being a girl a first born for that matter, having no one to take care of me at the age of 10 and instead having to take care of my younger sister who was 5 years by then, I would have given up on life long ago. Am just not saying it, it’s something I had thought of doing.

You see my parents died when we were so young and my the only relative, I knew was my grandmother who was very old and could barely take care of herself. When my parents died my sister and I went to live with my grandmother and we would try help her out since she was sick, we would go do digging at people’s garden so as to get just little money to sustain us for the day.

Attending school was not anywhere in our minds because we could barely afford food to eat or clothes to wear leave alone school fees.

Few months after we moved in with my grandmother, she fell so ill and later passed now and now it was just me and my younger sister.

Life was tough, at just 10years old I had to be mature enough to take care of 5year sister and provide for her. I continued doing faming in other people’s farm too get us food and I would sometimes request to do laundry for them in order to be paid extra more.

Due to poor feeding, my sister kept falling sick now and then and I would rush her to the government hospital where I would maybe use all the money I had earned and then I would have none for food.

This life went on for some time and I began thinking of getting married to some old man who kept approaching me every time he saw me on the road.  He had mentioned if I agreed to be his wife he would take me and my sister and give us food every day, in my ears that sounded like a deal I would never get again in my life so I started thinking about it and making plans of moving from my late grandmas house to the old man’s house.

Exactly 2 days before I could move in to the old man’s house, a lady walked by my grandma’s hut where my sister and I were staying and asked us if we were living alone which I said yes and she went ahead asking more questions about our life.

The lady was kind enough to give us some food stuff she had carried and she mentioned she would be back the next day, this made me postpone going to the old mans house and we waited for the lady. The next day she came back very early with some breakfast for us and told us she worked with Nyumbani village a home that supported kids like us and she wanted to help us.

That same day she took our names and pictures and in exactly one week she came back for us and we were admitted at Nyumbani village which from them became our home and allowed me to be a child again.

While at Nyumbani Village I had the opportunity of attending and completing school all because of supporters and donors like you that support Nyumbani Village.

My name is Amina, am pursuing a course in accounts all thanks to Nyumbani Village.

Am very grateful to Nyumbani fraternity for making my life successful.