My name is Mercy and I am six years old. I asked my mother why we don’t have a dad like other kids and she told me that before I was born he was killed by bad people in a war. When I was small my mom left me with my grandmother to go off and find work. She seldom had food, so instead gave us homemade alcohol to take away the hunger since we had nothing. I was not in school. One day my mother came to visit and was sad to see the way we were living. She brought my sister and me to Manna Bible Church and Kulea. With Kulea’s help I am healthy now, and am going to school every day. My dream is to be a nurse when I grow up. I enjoy helping to cook and I play handball in my free time.