Student Stories

by Fred Sadia This is not a story of qualified physicians operating in slums. It’s an account of a slum that is producing doctors year after year, young men and women who have overcome all odds to be able to dress in brilliant white lab coats with stethoscopes hanging around their necks. It’s the dream of most Kenyan children to become doctors and study medicine, but because of the high cost of the programs most families cannot afford to send their children.

by Fred Sadia The dates have been set, the preparations are in high gear, and the graduates are ready to embrace the moment…it’s all systems go for the 2018 graduation ceremonies! In Kenya, the Christmas season is always accompanied by graduation parties, as the month of December is when most colleges around the country hold commencements. Families travel from rural areas to grace these occasions all over the country. It’s always a scene worth admiring: various communities dressed in their traditional regalia, thronging school courtyards, ready to witness their sons and daughters put on the caps of academic brilliance.

by Allison Schlack Phanice, a 17-year old high school junior in Ndoto Everyone told me my wedding week would fly by, and to try to savor it, because afterward it would be hard to remember the details. Hosting a retreat for 300 Ndoto students two days before the wedding, an Ndoto sponsor/student lunch for 50 one day before the wedding, and a rehearsal dinner for 80 the night before the wedding, all led to the joyous blur of the weekend.

by Fred Sadia “I waved at him multiple times a day for months as I was passing by,” Allison Schlack remembered. “I kept wondering about this young man who was out there morning to evening 7 days a week. He never seemed to have a day off – rain or shine.” Who was this young man? John M. spent the better part of his childhood staying with his mom at their rural home, until 2011 when he finished his primary education and moved to Kisumu to stay with his elder sister.

by Allison Schlack Justice. It’s a popular word. Millennials love it. Youth groups use it. Organizations make it their mission statement. It’s mentioned in Scripture. It’s a characteristic of God. Beautiful. Difficult. Implies wrongdoing and struggle. Overused (by me, too). And not seen often in our part of the world. So that’s what makes the following story all the more stunning… Mama Bon works with many of Ndoto’s youngest students I first heard of Alice when her younger brother joined Ndoto a few years ago as one of our new students.