There’s no welfare state in Kenya, and no safety net to catch you if you fall ill.
If you don’t have money then your kids don’t eat, let alone go to school.
That’s what happened to Philister when she was sick. And so her children ended up on the streets of Kisumu. Scavenging for food or things to sell is a dirty and dangerous life for a child, but is sometimes the only way they can survive.
“I was an orphan myself.” Philister explains. “The worst moments of my life were worrying that I would die and leave my children to struggle alone just like I did.”
I was all they had and it was my responsibility to look after them. I had failed, and my heart was torn apart.
An outreach worker from our partner organisation Pandipieri found Philister’s 12 year old son Alphonce on the streets one day and took him home to see if she could help.
Here’s where Philister’s story changes – all thanks to the support of people like you.
I am my own boss now. The best thing about it is that I am the chief decision maker about what I do with my money.
My only wish for them is that they are happy and successful. I want them to know that I am not taking them to school so they can help me, I am doing it so they can have a better future together with their families.
With just a little helping hand, you’ve made sure that Philister’s children don’t have to struggle like she did. She has a message for every person who donated money and helped to change her life:
“I really appreciate them and it’s always my greatest prayer that God blesses them. Personally they have helped me more than I can ever say in words, but God in a special way will reward them abundantly.”