Children walk the streets of Kenya, aimlessly, with bare feet and hardly enough clothes to fit their growing bodies. As parents, widows and siblings struggle to get food on the table, some quickly become fed up with the responsibility and give up, leaving these children alone in desperation.
On my journey through Njoro, Kenya, a little girl opened her heart to me and I, first hand, witnessed such poverty. Her world consists of a two room mud house (which she shares with 2 brothers and parents), a hole outside dug in the ground as means of a toilet and no running water...once we walked into her 'home", I realize her whole life is covered in dirt. Mud and sand surround her but will she one day be the mud that no longer sticks to the wall and rather finds a new way of life?
These are the questions that surround life in Kenya and I am striving to help find the answers for each child! The quest has just begun and together we can make a difference!
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