This morning I woke up a little after five, unable to sleep. After a few groggy sips of water I blankly checked my Facebook and e-mail, the light of the computer illuminating my pre-dawn dorm room. There I saw a disturbing message from Juma, entitled EMERGENCY NO FOOD. In a developing nation commodity prices are rarely stable. Staple products can quickly become unaffordable for a family. Let alone an orphanage of 40, with three new boys just joining the program.
Here is our need, just for one month, to provide for our kids:
10 bags of Maize at $50 each = $500