Passionate about life

Passionate living

Yesterday i was roaming around with many thoughts occupying my mind about positive and passionate living. I reasoned with myself about how to change a life of a person and trigger a difference.  As I approached the bus stage, I felt a touch on my left hand accompanied by a feint hoarse voice “Uncle nibuyie kachai” meaning uncle, buy me a cup of tea. When I took time and looked, I saw a young boy with tattered clothes and with no shoes staring at me.

In my pocket, I had a hundred shillings with me which I had planned to get to town with and then back. When I looked at the boy, he looked hopeless, hungry and weak, and I thought to myself how I could help him. As this happened, I recalled my previous thoughts on changing lives. I asked him his name and told him to come with me to a sideway cafe as we chat. I asked the boy what he   would take and he said he had not eaten for the last couple of days but since asking for food would appear hard to many people, that’s why he settled on asking for a cup of tea from any person. Some of them would abuse him and spit on him while calling him Chokora (street boy) I ordered a plate of food for him and told him to relax and eat.

After a few minutes he was through and the plate appeared like if it had not heard any food for the last few hours. The boy was full and I thought it was good to know more about him.  I again confirmed his name as Karanja and carefully interrogated him for more information. He explained to me things until I felt tears in my eyes. His mother and father had died long ago out of AID’s when he was six years old and now he is thirteen years.  He explained to me that after the death of his parents, his grandparents started mistreating him and he ran away to the town they were previously living with his parents before they died and which is the town we are in. one lady took him and returned him to school and vowed to help him for the better part of his school life but unfortunately after one year,

the lady got sick and had a mental disorder. This resulted to Karanja being sent away and quit school; he is so passionate about education but could not continue with it since there was no one to help and no place to call home.

He started surviving when he was 9 years and relies on casual labours like pushing a hand cart for food which he rarely manages to get, so many are the nights that he goes to sleep without food. Again Karanja has no place to call home so he sleeps in the streets full of biting cold and danger from animals.  I was so much touched about this sad story of a young man who could make to be a great person in life if he had basic needs taken care of. By asking him if he was interested to go back to school, he was so much more than willing to start a new life with great passion for books.

I shared this story with one of the orphanages that we work with and despite the home being full, we thought and concluded on taking this small innocent boy in and change his life to the better. He is now accommodated and sleeping on a bed, eating good food and playing with the other kids. We are in the process of making the plan of getting him to school soon.

We need your help in this, if you think you can do anything to assist Karanja get to school together with others who are like him don’t hesitate to email us. This may be done by buying uniforms and shoes, sponsoring him, mobilizing resources for the orphanage, buying food and coming to volunteer in person to show your love. Feel free for anything you think best in a case like this and share it out. If this story touched you, do something, share it with your friends and on the social sites.  God Bless you.