Tumaini Kids!

New Video on RunnersWorld.com!

2008-05-02T12:02:00.001+03:00

Our new video at Runner's World Magazine...

Cuteness

2008-04-20T12:01:00.000+03:00

National Geographic Magazines, Ephantus

2008-03-28T06:54:00.000+03:00

by Ephantus, 12

My name is Ephantus. I like reading National Geographic magazine because they talk about Africa.

I goes to school at R. I live in Tumaini Children's Home.

I am in grade seve and I like learning English, Kiswahili, and S/S (Social Studies).

2008-03-23T02:24:00.000+03:00

Crazy Mwai...

Rhoda, 17

2007-12-18T21:56:00.000+03:00

by Rhoda, 17

I enjoyed playing valleyball and football, cracking jokes with my friends here in Tumaini. I also enjoyed my Biology, Chemistry, Physics and Maths lessons. After classes i enjoyed my nice made lunch.

Eric, 9

2007-12-09T21:53:00.000+03:00

My name is Eric in Tumaini. This is a good home for the people who want to learn.

Grace, 11

2007-11-29T21:54:00.000+03:00

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

"My Birthday" By Beatrice, 20

2007-11-22T23:21:00.000+03:00

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

2007-11-22T23:18:00.000+03:00

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

2007-11-13T23:30:00.003+03:00

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

2007-11-13T23:30:00.001+03:00

"Kikuyu" by Hannah G. (9)

2007-11-03T22:48:00.001+03:00

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)

2007-11-03T22:42:00.000+03:00

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

2007-11-03T09:47:00.001+03:00

Saitoti, 8, wins a staring contest:

Taking Books to School Video

2007-10-25T09:48:00.000+03:00

Here, many of the primary students take donated books to the secondary school:

Jane Learns About Hitler

2007-10-13T20:11:00.000+03:00

Jane, 9, learns about Hitler from Hope Runs volunteer, Jonathan.

Audio Interview

2007-10-10T20:00:00.000+03:00

At one point, we thought about how fun it would be to do a Tumaini podcast. In this vein, we're starting to post audio and video the kids have done! Here we have a piece where Sammy, 13, our resident radio show voice, interviews Faith, 7, about her plans in life:

Faith in a Cardboard Box Video

2007-10-01T20:09:00.000+03:00

Faith, 7, hangs out in a cardboard box for the afternoon:

"My Day" by Stellah G. (12)

2007-09-04T16:14:00.001+03:00

It was one bright morning. The birds were singing with their best melodies ready to welcome the new born day. I went in the frogs kingdom and had a shower. I dressed in my bright read dress.

When I was going back into the table room I could smell the sweet aroma from the kitchen. It was my bright morning to travel to Narobi.

Thanks!

"Day" By Gladys, age 16

2007-08-31T05:20:00.001+03:00

I woke up very early due to ringing of bell for several times, hoping it was breakfast time but finding it was breakfast spiritually and being counseled with a sermon. The day seemed to be cold with fog all over, drizzling and shrilling. I just felt to go on with my sleep, but I thought it was better to be fed in both cases. After going to the dining hall to take my breakfast, I waited for some minutes and the devotion started whereby, I started with the opening prayer where I took time to thank our heavenly dad for giving us a new day. Then, we proceeded and the service got finished, we all walked out blessed.

After the devotion, I took my studying equipment and went to the studyroom where I, as usual, takes studies. As time passed by and by, lunch came nearer and after revising for some hours the bell was again ran. I did as our Guka has instructed us by obeying the bell. Due to morning blessings I lead with a word of prayer and everybody was happy so, we took our lunch and went out where I got in our dormitory and we started cracking jokes with my classmates, we did it to our level best without hurting each other. Then, the Tea bell was rung where instead of going to take it I hurriedly changed my clothes and wore the one which I used to wear when running. I ran for five kilometers and after which I return and did some activities which included jogging, press up and stretches. Then I came to our hall, took my tea, and as I took the supper bell rang. I waited for some people after which I seated our table, we enjoyed the meal, no sooner thad we taken our meal than the News time reached. So we listened and watched the news after which I ran skelta helta to the computer room only finding all computer were occupied. Ooh…how nice day was it?

TO ANY PERSON WHO IS CONCERNED

2007-08-27T06:30:00.000+03:00

My name are Christopher am 17 years of age and am now in grade three .my hobby is that , I like making friends,traveling ,playing ,and also running .my aim of writing this letter is to inform you that when you read this letter, I would like you to be my prayer partner I will be praying for you hoping you will also do the same to me .I will be sending you some letters of encouragement.Please when you read this letter please send it back I would like to here from you thank and may God bless you .Have a worderful lifetime.

From Brother in Christ
Chris

WELCOME TO OUR WEB TODAY!

2007-08-17T09:32:00.000+03:00

by Mercylynne, 16

Thanks for your comments the previous day I wrote. It is a pleasure that you have interest on what we all write in our web. It has been fun to read them all though Istill a wait to hear from my prayer partner Emily and Sarah. Please pass my love to them.

Today am going to write about my favorite Teacher.

My favorite teachers are Miss Nderitu and Miss Kairu.
Miss Nderitu teaches me Chemistry. Am only good in it just when the teacher is in class. She always motivates me and encourages performing better in the subject. We share talks with her in private at times in the laboratory and other times in the staffroom. She is not that tall and not that short. She loves her students so much under all conditions. She really collides with students not unless she is on duty. I love her being on duty. I also love her daughter who often writes to me.

Miss Kairu is also a fun. She teaches me Agriculture. I do perform relatively well in her subject. She is short and brown. She loves me so much I love her too. Some students make fun of me because the moment she enters class to teach and has already said hi to the rest she comes by where I sit and asks me of how I have been. One day i assumed that she wasn’t talking to me but just responded haphazardly and she told me to see her at the end of the lesson. From the she has been my confidant. She is my closest friend. She knows most of my recondite issues and about my background more than any other person. Most of the secrets my sister does not even know she knows them but she is so good that she keeps everything in dark. During Valentines Day we do send her cards and share our love happily together. She is my role model. She is not social and does not talk much especially in public whereas am so talkative. I therefore talk to her so much so that she can also reciprocate. When she is leaving for home, she at times comes and calls me to escort her. I enjoy it so much.

May God bless you all as I wait for you reply and ask questions about my favorite teacher.

P

FW: to post

2007-07-26T01:42:00.000+03:00

by James, 20

EVE, A DOCTOR AND A MISSIONARY WITHOUT BOARDER.

What we love about Eve

Is that she takes a leave

Her home, her family and country to leave.

Just to know how we live

In Kenya –A country with peace.

Her sermon in the pulpit nice

Her work to redeem us from this miserable cave.

Of diseases poverty and ignorance.

To make us healthy rich and wise

And plant on other people faces a smile.

We thank God, who gave her good ears.

To carefully listen to us her brothers and sisters.

The God, who gave her a wonderful and

Excellent mind, to think beautifully and

Help us solve our numerous problems.

We thank God, who gave her good eyes,

To see what can be done and do it.

The God, who gave her that tongue

To give comfort and peace to us

Who really seek it.

Don’t mistake her for Adam’s wife,

Who brought us this misery and confusion.

Dr Eve Tolley is an American, whose

Heart can only be found in one place

-RIAMUKURWE.

She is a true servant of God.

A real missionary of the word of God.

When opening the hospital she has

Built for us, she said,

“Let not anyone be sent away

Because they cannot pay.”

She never sends anyone away

When they need clothing, shelter, food and school fees.

The lord will send rain to shower

The seeds she has sown.

By helping one to help another,

Until her dreams are achieved.

By helping change a person,

One changes a society and a nation.

For the tree starts from the roots.

"How My Day Was" by Rhoda W. (17)

2007-07-12T09:23:00.002+03:00

I woke up very early in the morning, I took a birth, I took my breakfast brushed my teeth and went to school.

On the way, I forgot that where I had placed my tie and I went back running, got it, and went back to school.

On arriving to school I settled down and continued reading until seven when the bell was rang for assembly.

On parade time, the teacher on duty encouraged us and another teacher gave us a Bible verse which she further interpreted more. Unluckily when we got back to our classes, students in form or grade ten did not have a teacher for two subjects (physics) we felt so bad because we were waiting for our Physics teacher, Mr. Ngunju.

After that we had a double lesson for Biology then a break for twenty minutes. We continued with the other lessons then went out for lunch for forty minutes. Those on duty cleaned the dining hall. After all the lessons were over we went for CU and CA, the Christian Union and Catholic association.

The preacher who was Mr. James Rubue give us a very strong message from the 2 Samuel Chapter five-verse ten down words. After the preacher was over the Master of Ceremony gave permission for presenting and I presented an English song which I dedicated mostly to the Form Fours to encourage and strengthen their faith.

Being in school for so long we went home at 5:00 PM and on the reach I did nothing more less than changing and going for a run to exercise my body when it was all I took my dinner and went to do other extraordinary things in the dormitory.

"My Worst Day" by Rhoda W. (17)

2007-07-12T09:23:00.001+03:00

My worst day in school is Monday. I don’t know why I find Monday a very bad day in my life. Sometimes I tend to think is because I don’t know whether the teacher will come to class or not I even hate the lessons on Monday bcoz they aredouble except English, Kiswahili and Math. I feel so tired while waking up in the morning on Monday ready to go to school. Sometimes I don’t even feel like speaking to anybody.