About a week thatshe left the schools were released two days later. I had one of the best schools in our country. By the grace of God, I was part of the 50 students who did very well in the whole of our country. We were given half scholarship. Even with that it was very difficult for me. When I saw I couldn’t handle it again, I went to see my church pastor. After I told him all about my plight, he had pity on me but all he said was the church would love to help me but the money is been used to renovate the church. I just smiled and left him because I didn’t want to hear his long excuse. He tried calling me son and I run the more. A dad wouldn’t watch the son suffer and still not help him. After struggling for about 21 days without any help I forgot about schooling and I began to trade. I traded in anything that was worth selling. During market days I helped people carry their goods for them. In short I was a ‘kayanuu’ which means a carrier. My woes didn’t make me lose faith in God.