My name is Jackson Kimaswa. I am in a family of six and am the youngest.
I was born in KIBERA in 1994, where we have lived ever since, only changing houses. My father passed away in 2003 and left my mother who is physically challenged (crippled). She struggles so much so that we can eat. She used to sell small snacks outside Kenyatta national hospital (Kenya`s biggest national referral hospital). She was not lucky as the city council abolished such trading.

My elder sister Carol used to wash clothes for people as well as plait hair so that it could supplement what our mother would get. But now she is married. My mother loves us much and treats us equally and that’s why I love her so much. She is a wonderful mother.
Our house got burnt and all my belongings got burnt. The cause of the fire was a candle…that’s all I got to know of the fire.
I thank God for MIALE and SUMERIANFOUNDATION who give us food every Wednesday and Friday. This food helps us very much and we appreciate it. God bless them.
Story by Jackson Kimaswa