Even in those difficult times, I clung to one dream—to become a lawyer. That dream was born out of pain. After our parents died, everything they had worked for was taken from us. My father’s relatives claimed our home, our land, our belongings—leaving us with nothing. No one stepped in to help. We were silenced, cast aside. And from that silence, I found my purpose. I wanted to become a lawyer to stand up for the voiceless, to fight injustice, and to protect those who, like my family, had suffered in silence.

But dreams are fragile when life is hard. As the years went on, my sister’s financial burden grew heavier, and it became clear that she could no longer support my education. The thought of dropping out haunted me. I felt my dream slipping away, like sand through my fingers.

And then, a miracle.

My former teachers, who had seen my struggles and believed in my potential, encouraged me to apply for a scholarship from the African Adolescent Girl Fund (AGF). I still remember the day I was accepted. It felt as though a door I thought was forever closed had suddenly swung wide open.

AGF didn’t just pay for my school fees. They gave me a reason to believe again. They gave me hope, strength, and most of all—a future. Now, every time I enter the classroom, I carry not just my own dreams, but the dreams of every girl who has ever been told she wasn’t enough. I study not only for myself, but for all the women and children who have suffered abuse, discrimination, and injustice.

To the AGF sponsors—thank you. You may not know me personally, but you have changed the course of my life. You’ve given me the chance to rise above my circumstances and pursue justice, not just for myself, but for so many others. I vow to use the education you have gifted me to fight for a better world, one where every girl can dream—and achieve.

May God bless you abundantly for the light you bring into our lives.