Remembering my parents always brings sadness to my heart. I get very emotional and cry when I think about them. They will always remain in my heart and up to this point no one has been able to replace the gap that their death left in my life.
It was on December 7, 2001 that my mum passed away. I was young and was never told the cause of her death. However, I know that she died during the birth of my younger sister who is now in Class 2. My dad, who at the time was working in a local high school, had to stop working to take care of the new baby. Often I would wake up and prepare breakfast and lunch for my family to give my dad time to look for our daily bread.
My older brother John was forced to drop out of Class 8 due to lack of finances to further his education. He left Eldoret, our home town, and moved to Nakuru. Shortly after that, my father remarried a woman who had three children of her own. He now had a family of 11 to provide for which proved very difficult to do.
In 2006 I took my national exam for Class 8 and was later admitted to a local high school. During my first year I was sent home several times because we did not have the money to pay the school fees. Despite the constant set backs, I was happy because I’m the 5th born in a family of 8 and the first child in the family to be able to attend high school!
During the post election violence in 2008, my father received a deep cut in his head and passed away. Our home and all our documents were burned to ashes. Through God’s provision, we were brought to a refugee camp in Nakuru. After spending just one day at the camp, my two sisters and I were rescued by my brother-in-law. After staying with them for three months and not being able to attend school, God again provided for me and I was given a chance to attend Rohi High School. Although I am separated from my brothers and sisters I am thankful to God that He is allowing me once again to attend school.
I am working very hard in school and would one day like to become a neurosurgeon. I know that the way will be difficult but I also believe there is nothing hard for a willing heart. I pray to God to provide my family with a house where we can stay and I thank God for Rohi for taking care of me.
