On October 16, 2011 I met a man named Kesi in Gete Kenya. Kesi is one of the most generous and charitable men I have ever met. Because of the goodness of his heart Kesi has decided to care for 9 orphans that would otherwise be left to starve. The children are living in a mud hut, being provided for by his monthly salary ($80.00) One day after many hours of volunteering he invited my brother and I to come over and see the children. Sure enough there they were, sleeping on the floor of a mud hut. After meeting the children Kesi went on to tell me that he had a dream that one day he would open an orphanage for 200 children. He explained that it would be a place where the children could learn hope, and love, and would one day go on to teach those principles to others. It broke my heart as I listened to him. All Kesi wants in his life is to help others and make a difference. The sad reality of the situation is that Kesi will never accomplish this dream. Because of where he was born and his circumstances he will never have the means of raising money for an orphanage. I think it was at that moment that I decided I could not just sit back and let Kesi's vision die away. I may not have the power to raise millions, I may not even have the influence to make people care, but I can not sit back and do nothing. I realize I have the responsibility to provide whatever I can for those sweet children, and every day they are depending me. At any moment they could be going without food, sanitary water, or education. As soon as I got home I began asking people for donations to go towards the education of my orphans. I have set up my own non profit organization and have raised over $700.00. Although this money will make a tremendous difference, it will not be enough. I plan to do whatever I can until the day I die to make sure these sweet 9 orphans are taken care of.
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