We get many requests for help from desperate girls. Currently I have 5 girls who desperately need to complete high school but their guardians want them to drop out of school because they say they have no money to pay their school fees. If you are able to, kindly please support these girls. For more information, please write Dr. Karambu Ringera at ringerambu@yahoo.com

- Example of Letter that Dr. Karambu often gets from many girls:

Dear Madam,

Let me first thank you for calling me. May the good Lord Almighty do you good. I hereby affirm that all I will write about my life is nothing but the truth. I wish to speak to you not only as a donor but also as a mother and a sister. I was born in 1990 as an only child to Mercy Kajuju and Iqbal Hussein. However my mum brought me up as a single mother and life was not a piece of cake. She had to struggle hard to give me a normal life like other kids. She often sold food on streets to earn a living. We lived from hand to mouth. She worked hard and enrolled me in a primary school. Times were hard and we would sometime ask around for help. Years of desperation went by and all we could do is hold on to life. In the year 2001 i returned home to find mum had taken ill in our small rented room in Makutano. I knew this was not going to be easy since i was only eleven and we had no money. Few weeks later my mum passed on at Meru general hospital where she was taken by good samaritans.

I knew this was the beginning of doom in my life. Since mum did not want to depend on our relatives even after her death there remained a gap between me and them. In fact not a single relative attended her burial apart from my grandmother. After her burial conflicts began because of my custody. My aunt who was mums best friend was mums choice for my custody since during her ailment i begged her not to die since i would be left with no one, then she told me not to worry since aunt Makena would take care of me. Mums death was a huge blow to me and aunt Makena which led to aunts shock which killed her three months after mums burial. I did not know where to begin with life. I need parental love more than ever. Due to my interest in school, the director of Juja Hillside Academy enrolled me to his school. Since i did not have money for my school fees i would remain in school during holiday and work. Imagine when i started my periods i tore a piece of clothe and used it since i did not have any resources nor anyone to talk to about it. Now more than ever i wished mum would be alive to see me through this stage of life. days went by and i finally sat for my KCPE exams. I managed a total mark of 375 which secured me a place in St. Mary's Girls-Igoji. 

To many this would be a great joy but to me it was like a dream for i had no idea how i would go to a high school. When i reported to the school my form one results were outstanding and all over a sudden my performance began to deteriorate. My teachers become worried and began counseling me. I opened up to the principle Mrs.Kariuki and she helped me get a school bursary this was the Lord's doing. I struggled hard though it was not easy for me to balance school work and personal challenges since when others were assured of the comfort of their homes i used to spend time thinking where I would lay my head when schools closed I spent most of my time admitted at St. Anne’s Hospital. I even registered for my exams there nursing hyper-acidity and peptic ulcers. 

Years went on by and I sat for my KCSE. I managed a mean grade of B-.a grade no one expected me to get due to emotional and mental stress. After this I received university letters to pursue different courses- Mt. Kenya University –Law; Dubai International university- Civil Engineering, Kenya-Airway Pride Center-Cabin crew. I watched all these opportunities pass by until i finally decided to give my self another chance. I applied bachelor of management and public policy which branch to leadership & governance and human resource management to Makerere university, which is a well known university in East Africa for its world-class teaching resources with strict school governing rules. I was hereby informed that in order to join i needed to first get a diploma or join form 5 and 6.since I had not performed my level best i saw it a wise idea since i have a thirst to learn. I decided to seek help and found it unfortunately the man wanted to help me if only i would sleep with him. I loathed this. Though I live from door to door looking for a place to sleep I would not let him take advantage of my desperation. 

I prayed to God for a way out. 

Then I came across your website. I would like to say that you are my mentor and just like you I want to study and get a Ph.D. I therefore humbly request you to assist me i hope in you I will find a mother I have always longed for. I believe one day I will change the world make a better place for every boy and girl just like you have done. As I await your response, I humbly pray that the roads may rise to meet you and that God will bless your name with rain of blessings upon your fields. Please kindly respond, I wish to remain,


Your's faithfully,
Mumtaz Iqbal