Grace, 11

ABOUT TUMAINI COMPOSITION. Tumaini is good big house to me. Beds are clean in TUMAINI. Goodbye . Grace

"My Birthday" By Beatrice, 20

Back in 1988 on the fourteenth of April, when the sun could not stop spreading its rays from the Eastern Horizon, at God's Own Time, a child was born. "It's a baby girl!" The nurses and everybody else could not stop shouting.

Without teeth or even the ability to stand or do anything by myself, mum took great care of me. Thanks to Mum and God. Many were born on the same day, month, or the same year but their parents dumped them while others passed away on that day. Not forgetting to mention that some did not even mature up to be born since their mothers aborted them. That definitely makes me love my mum. God bless her in abundance. Just as I was, she accepted me, in her laps I sat on not forgetting the good milk from her breast that has made me strong and energetic fit to survive.

Now I can walk and even crush bones with my teeth. As I turn the nineteenth calendar, I hope to turn as many till I be a toothless old lady with as many grandchildren as possible.

Thanks to you all who have come to see me turn another calender. I love you all amnd much more hope to treasure you in my mind as great friends. You really made me feel humbled when I rememebr am 19 years old, and I will always remember you even though you will be as far not to be reached. I promise to reach out to you with prayers since where my arms can not reach to give you a handshake, prayers can always reach. And as well, since prayers are the only true giftest you can always give to friends far away from you.

"My" by Grace, age 11

My name is Grace. I am eleven year old. I have two sister and three brothers. My mother is called Jane. My father is Charles. My parent were teachers but God take them. Then God give me a place where I live with Joy. I stay like a child who have parent but matron are my parent. I live in Tumaini.

I am in Std. Five. I works hand in class. I also respect my teachers. I like Mathmatics and praying and football. I love my friend and enemies. My peti s a dog it called a tigeter. My friend is a called Ketleen. She wet to Riamukurwe Pry School. I like telling storys. I go to chuch every sunday when I go to church I very clean my clothes are clean when I went to school and church.

Goodbye. God Bless You.

I Love My Self.

Dorcas

by Dorcas, age 11

My name is Dorcas. I live in Tumaini Children's Home. I am 11 years old. I am happy when I am in Tumaini. I go to school at Riamukurwe primary school. I use to be happy when I am in school and when I'm learning and when ou r teacher teaches us. I am happy when I am in Tumaini. I enjoy playing with my friends and learning. We stay in peace hear in Tumaini. We love one another and enjoying the life of tumaini. I pray every day when I am going to bed. I like to run everyday and I live to learn. My favourite subject is math, English, social studies and CRE. I like to study every time. May God bless our home Tumaini. May God bless hands so that I can be able to work hard.

Dorcas

by Dorcas, age 11

My name is Dorcas. I live in Tumaini Children's Home. I am 11 years old. I am happy when I am in Tumaini. I go to school at Riamukurwe primary school. I use to be happy when I am in school and when I'm learning and when ou r teacher teaches us. I am happy when I am in Tumaini. I enjoy playing with my friends and learning. We stay in peace hear in Tumaini. We love one another and enjoying the life of tumaini. I pray every day when I am going to bed. I like to run everyday and I live to learn. My favourite subject is math, English, social studies and CRE. I like to study every time. May God bless our home Tumaini. May God bless hands so that I can be able to work hard.

"Kikuyu" by Hannah G. (9)

My name is Hannah. I live in Tumaini. I am in std three. I am nine years old. I love Tumaini because I eat. We are family one day I will come there in America when God wants. I will write read and work hard. I will be a doctor when I come big. I like Science better in my class. We have 55 pupils, 4 are in Tumaini. Tomorrow I will woke up and then I go to school. My teacher is called Mrs. Mutui. Please I would like to tell you some kikuyu

Book—mbuku
Pencil—kalamu
Ball—mphira
Girl-muritu
Boy—kahii
Table—metha
Dog—ngui
Cat-nyau

Please teach them that kikuyu may god bless you so much.

Writing from Hannah.

"Story" Charles M. (9)

This is story of Mwai which he said he was narrated it by his grandfather (Rev. Muindi)

Once upon a time there lived two children who lived in certain village. His teacher decided to test their God undersandnig. He gave each child an egg and told them to go where God could not see them and crush the egg. One child ran very fast up to a cage he had seen while looking after his father’s cattle where he could not be seen. After he made sure no eye he could see he crushed the egg.

The second boy suched all the day long without a success. This is because her Sunday school teacher hand told him that God is everywhere.
When teacher had news from each boy he finally corrected the boy who crush an egg.

That is end of a story!

From Charles Mwai, as narrated to James Karicho.

A Staring Contest

Saitoti, 8, wins a staring contest: