I live with my father in a tiny room at my grandmother’s farm. My 5 year old sister and I share the bed with my dad. He abuses drugs and alcohol. That’s why my mom left. He was physically abusive towards her. My dad does not work but would leave us alone for hours with no one to take care of us. My sister and I had to stop going to school because we did not have school fees. We would wander in the village looking for food. I am thankful to be joining nursery school now that I am living at Mahiga Children’s Home and I’m so thankful my sister, Rebecca, is living with me as well at Mahiga.