This is my life story…
I came from Lira but I was only there for a few years. Now, I am in Bright Kids Uganda home. I used to stay in the place called Internally Displaced Peoples Camp where many people used to live and many houses were there. Because of the war which took place in the northern part of Lira, my father was poor, he was unable to pay for my school fees. My father’s cows, goats, and hens were taken. In this war, many people lost their lives and some got terrible diseases. But God can’t leave his people suffering. The government of Lira chose a place to put the people who are running away from the village to town. They used to come and supply food to the people in that area as they were coming. There came a woman who used to cut people’s hair and provide porridge to them. They used to fight for porridge. The woman started teaching scouting to the kids, but for me, I was young and too weak to join the scouts. When she was going back, she sent a man to take some of the kids who were suffering there and I was one of them.
When they told me that I was going, I was very blissful because I was going to school. On reaching there, I thought that we were only five but I found different faces and they loved us so much. They bought for us uniforms and school bags. In the morning they took us to school nearby. Mummy was building a home for us and after two years we went to our house. We used to call it “Our New Home” and we stayed there for a few months. We were taken to Kampala and we were very happy to go to Kampala. But when I reached there I was sick for two weeks because I was not used to the weather of this place and sitting for so long in the car. After two weeks, I went to school at St. Mary Kevin and I was in P2. It took long for me to learn Luganda because I was used to my local language. I learned slowly by slowly and now I can speak it more than my local language. I was not used to staying with so many children. I got used to it slowly by slowly and I felt very well in Bright Kids Uganda home. Now, I can read and write. Even our mummy loves us so much as she loves herself. We enjoy singing, dancing, and so many activities and we learned more because I never knew how to dance and sing but now I can do it better. I thank our mummy very much for supporting us with love and care and protecting us with education.
May God bless you.
