Their concept of education used to be that of children in their school uniforms merrily walking off to school or hopping on school buses, while they themselves looked on from their corner of the street, wondering if they would eat that day.
Education was simply beyond the reach of most of them. The search for food was their full-time and often fruitless preoccupation.
Some of them would go to school one day, “work” the next day in order to have fare to go to school the following day even on an empty stomach, only to be bullied in school because they were in rags, always sleepy, and unable to bathe. They longed for school fervently, but in reality it was more of a torture and painful struggle for children like them.
Many of them studied under a street lamp before going to sleep on the ground, which was their bed.
Knowing their backgrounds and at times agonizing over what these little ones had to go through, it now brings tears to my eyes to watch them proudly walking off to school or hopping on the bus, wondering with enthusiasm what school has in store for them on this day. They are now provided with what ALL children have the right to: the pursuit of knowledge about the world in which they were born and where they need to survive.
Support of their education is not just support of their tuition, books, and school supplies.
Support of their education is a celebration of their triumph over all the odds in their young life.
Support of their education is support of the hope that after all, their life would not be bleak from beginning to end.