Stories of Hope

“Weeping may last for the night, but joy comes with the morning.”

 Psalm 30:5

 My name is Moses N., one of the Kwetu Home of Peace reformed old boys.  I was rescued from the harsh streets of Nairobi by a social worker from Kwetu when I was very desperate and had lost the meaning of life.  I was starving and malnourished.  After being housed in Kwetu, hope in life came back and I experienced love and happiness once again.  I was taken to school, did well, and was able to join high school and performed well. There was a challenge of joining college.  However, as I had already been reintegrated by the support of the Nyaatha Foundation I was able to join college and did a certificate in Automotive Technology. I really appreciate the support and pray for God’s blessing upon the foundation as it continues to support many vulnerable youths in society who have great talents.

My name is Brian K. and I was rescued from the streets in the year 2012, underwent rehabilitation and joined school in class 6.  I went through and completed primary in Ruai Main Center.  I then was reintegrated and went back home where I continued studies from Form 1 to Form 3. There were so many challenges interms of school fees.  I went back to Kwetu and presented my issues to Sr. Angela and Sr. Caroline.  They listened to me and I was taken back to school in Thuura Boys High under the sponsorship of the Nyaatha Fund. I really appreciate this support to continue my schooling.

My Name is Daniel K.  I went through my rehabilitation for two years during my primary school.  In class 8 final exams I managed to  score a good mark and was desperate since I had no one in my family that could take me to high school.  With Nyaatha’s help I was lucky to join school.  For the last one and a half years my school fees have been catered for on time.  I sincerely appreciate that I have never been chased out of school because of fees.  May God bless the work of Nyaatha.  I promise to work smart and hard in school.

I am Delvis K. from Kwetu Home of Peace.  I would like to congratulate you for the support you have shown to me since I started my high school.  I did my class 8 in 2016 where I got 290 marks at Queen of Peace Educational Centre in Ruia.   In 2017 Sr. Eunice gave me shopping for joining secondary at Kalawa Boys High School in Makueni where she took the effort of paying for school fees. In first term I scored plain C, second term C- and third term D+.  I did not perform well but I worked hard to achieve me goals.  In January 2018, Sr. Caroline Ngatia knew that I was not performing well and transferred me to Thuura Boys in Meru where I am working so hard.  I got C- in midterm and C plain at the end of the first term.  I am working on it.  I am thanking you for your support and may God continue to add more and more so that others can be helped.

My name is John K. a fourth year student at Kenyatta University pursuing a degree in Community Resource Management and Extension.  In 2002 my parents broke up and my mother left us and went to Tanzania where she was from.  My siblings and I were left under the care of our father who was an alcoholic.  Alcoholism made him quarrel with friends and neighbors because he did not have control over himself.  Abuse and fights were the order of the day whenever he was drunk.  Despite this I continued my with education until I reached class three and things started heading south.

My father became worse and all his money was going to alcohol.  In 2005 my father became unbearable as he could go to work and come in the evening drunk demanding food, yet had not left any money to buy food.  Sometimes my father would request me to assist him with his fruit vendor business after school.  One day I did not make it to town to help him and when he came in the evening he was really mad and beat me.  I could not take it anymore and ran away from home.

After a week he found me in town and took me back home and gave me a thorough beating.  I stayed home for a month then I ran away again because of continuous beatings he subjected me to when he was drunk.  After a month and a half in the streets collecting scrap metal, my father caught up with me again. This time he took me to a police station where I was punished.  From there, we went home and I went back to school.

At the end of the month of March, I ran away again and went to the Eastleigh section of Nairobi. After nearly a year my friends came and informed me they found a place that could help me go back to school.  For me I didn’t see the need of going back to school as the life in the streets was comfortable and relaxing but after persuasion from my friends, I joined them and was delivered to Kwetu Home of Peace for rehabilitation.  After six months we graduated and went to the main center where I continued with my rehabilitation process before attending school.  In 2007 I joined class four in Mitumba Primary School. In 2008 I was transferred to Lang’ata Primary School. In the same year I lost my father.  This was a tough moment as I was supposed to ne reintegrated back home. Luckily I was offered a scholarship and transferred to All Saints Primary School, Madaraka.  I continued with my education until I did my K.C.P.E. in 2011 and managed to get 389 marks.  In 2012 I joined Aquinas High School and at the end of four years I managed to get an A- which enabled me to secure a place in Kenyatta University.  Through the sponsorship of Nyaatha, I am now in my fourth year.  I thank Nyaatha for supporting my University education!