I do not know my dad. I come from a community where everyone makes brew and drinks liquor. My mom died earlier this year. She had AIDS. I have been living with my grandparents who live in the same community and are alcoholics. They sold their land in order to support their drinking habits. No one cares if I go to school or not. I have never gone to school consistently. I did not have hope that my future holds anything good until I was given the opportunity to live at Kaptagat Children’s Home. I can now attend school regularly and am in 3rd grade (Class 3). I have hope again.