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Stories from Matanya’s Hope–Vincey Kailey

A while ago, I became a part of Matanya’s Hope. As I became involved with the organization, I began to be immersed in the community as well. From the first time I’d heard of MH, I’d always been in love with its concept and mission, but what’s awesome was how intimately connected we were with the children and teens from a country far away. when Michelle connected me with some of the students involved in the program in Kenya, things really clicked for me. Through chatting with them over the Internet and on Facebook, I began to understand some of their situations they were in–the goals they had, the struggles they faced, and their opinions on certain things in life. I especially had a lovely time chatting with a student named Vincey Kailey who was incredibly smart and completely wowed me with his story. He worked hard as a student, individually and with the help of Matanya’s Hope, and now he’s studying for a Bachelor’s degree in Economics and Finance in the University of Nairobi in Kenya.


Vincey Kailey

What’s your story? 

“There is a date I remember: January, 2000. It was the year when I started my schooling days at a small public primary school called Kaubau Primary School. I started my formal learning not in my mother tongue language but purely in English and Swahili–I started to pronounce alphabet, words and numbers in English in primary school.

Every day, I had to walk about six miles to school, on a gravel road, from as early as 6.00 a.m. in the morning. I’d return home around five to six in the evening. In the morning I would only have a cup of porridge made of finger millet and maize flour, a rare thing we had in our family and a blessing whenever we had it. I never even dreamt of shoes, because my parents could only afford simple rubber slippers and when the slippers tore apart, then that meant I had to walk barefooted to school. Belts were nice to have but the reality was I never had one. The only belt I knew was to tighten my school shorts in a plastic string, which I also used for my school bag. When I walked to school, I always put my school books in a plastic bag, tuck inside of my at backside of my school white short and tied the end parts of my school tightly

In 2006, I transferred to Nkubu Victory academy, which was about twelve miles away from home. I was happy to be in the academy, but was challenged by the curriculum. I struggled a lot, but after I spoke with the Director, Mr. Gatobu, I manned up and followed his advice to study hard, and sometimes sacrifice some nights of sleep for results. Finally, at the end of the term examination, I realized the results of hard work, I emerged number one at class position and that’s the only way that motivated me to work harder was to maintain the position with stiff competition in our class. I was eventually appointed as class prefect.

Every day, I had to walk about six miles to school, on a gravel road, from as early as 6.00 a.m. in the morning. I’d return home around five to six in the evening.

I met Michelle Stark in 2008,  during one of the hard times in Victory academy. We were in a difficult situation, and struggling to make ends meet.  l was privileged to be in Matanya’s hope sponsorship program. Matanya’s hope is  dedicated and focused on eradicating poverty by educating the needy and bright children, as well as providing other life sustaining programs and opportunities. One thing for sure is that Matanya’s Hope Organization is keenly objective to its mission, purpose and vision; saving the world one child at a time. Through: relieving the heavy burden of school fees, installing storage water tanks, and mentoring and inspiring those with no hope to prosper, hundreds and thousands of needy children their lives was never the same again, including myself.

I’m grateful to Matanya’s hope for very kind donations to less fortunate, less privileged disabled, needy, orphaned and to me. Since I met Matanya’s hope, I have been able to continue with studies all the way from primary school, secondary school and here I am in university pursuing a degree course! This is an achievement that otherwise could never be realized. Besides all that could never be possible without the support of very kind sponsors—I am so privileged and blessed to have them, I have been able to receive school fees, wonderful gifts and packages from Brogan Sienna and Kailey. They took great care and responsibility of my well being,progress and follow-up. Matanya hope has played a huge role of bridging communication between my sponsors, and me. Matanya’s has and still is working really hard with persistently checking in on the progress and wellbeing of children, and offering right advisory to many needy children particularly students. This has greatly enhanced oneness, honesty, accountability, transparency and love among the students and their sponsors.”

What does education mean to you?

“Education means a lot to me. I believe that, it is through it i will make my dreams come to a reality,to live a bright future, lead a happy life and enjoy the good things the world has to offer; a great job, a good social reputation and definitely an ability to keep up with world and become an active member of the society and participate in the ongoing changes and developments.

When Mr. Gabotu appointed me as the class prefect back in Victory Academy, it changed my life. It was a responsibility, a privilege and an honour as it paved way to be a leader. That’s the reality of my primary school life. I’m always grateful for what I have and I treasured it most. I learned a lot from this simple way of acquiring a formal education with family problems, struggling with school fees and anxiety of what will happen next. Education is a blessing. For me, education is a must for a promising and secure future and a stable life.”


He had to Lose a Finger to Gain Education.

Wilfed Mutegi Mworia. Poverty tried to swaddle him like a black cloak on the wings of a storm. From the get go, Wilfred wanted education. He wanted to learn, to become someone useful and to lift his family out of the abject poverty the faced every day.

Once Wilfred reached high school, the cost of education was too much for his family to bare. The choice became clear. Either Wilfred’s family would buy him a single pencil or they would provide a simple meal of cooked maize flour and water for the family. There were no other options. Wilfred prayed for a way to free himself from the oppression that was suffocating his dreams. He knew he had to find a job.

With no skills beyond a rural 8th grade education, Wilfred took a job in a rock quarry. There, casual laborers hand carved 2 foot long bricks from the stone surrounding them. Their only tools were chisel and mallet. They did all of this for less than $1 a day. Wilfred joined others in carrying the heavy carved building rocks 3 stories up to the quarry’s surface, using hand made steep ladders. One slip could end his life.

3 of these rocks equal the size of one brick carried by Wilfred to the quarry surface.

3 of these rocks equal the size of one brick carried by Wilfred to the quarry surface.


Wilfred revisits the quarry and shows Matanya's Hope what his work entailed.

Wilfred revisits the quarry and shows Matanya’s Hope what his work entailed.

Donations “Save and Change my Life” by Wilfred Mutegi Mworia

“I’m very grateful for your unselfish donations you have ever made to save and change my life. You have really played a great role in my education more so, by financing my studies. May almighty GOD bless you. Actually, you came into my life at the right time. Before I met Michelle, my life was miserable and hopeless where poverty hindered me to think about a future. My dad was a drunkard who neither bothered nor cared about anything but getting a penny for his illicit beer.”

“Afterwards, my lovely mum took the burden of the entire family whereby she engaged in casual labor in order to feed us and cater for school expenses, but this did not go far since our first born dropped from school and got married as a teen. Later on she was also joined by my second sister.”

“Suddenly, life turned unfair where committing suicide was my next idea. This was due to the separation of my mum and dad. Together with my younger brother, we were left with my drunkard dad. This forced my brother to drop out of school and engage in casual labor to cater for me since I was near to sit for my primary national examinations which I passed well. I had to join high school.”

“Afterwards, I became more desperate because I had no one to help. I joined my brother who had by then indulged in drug abuse. I was determined to get back to school. I took a job (to raise my own money for school fees) at a nearby place and worked for many months. In the final week, I accidentally cut my finger off with a machete and had to be rushed to the hospital. They could not save my finger. The owner refused to pay me a single coin. He was holding all of my money since the time I started. Now I had nothing but the few coins I had saved earlier. I joined a rural secondary day school but I was unable even to pay those fees. Luckily, Michelle came to our school and she cleared my fees arrears, moved me to a better school and promised to find me a sponsor.”

Wilfred Mutegi Mworia showing Matanya's Hope the finger stub as a result of his accident at work.

Wilfred Mutegi Mworia showing Matanya’s Hope the finger stub as a result of his accident at work.

“I am so grateful for Matanya’s Hope accepted to relieve my burden and I am hoping for good results in my exams. I wish I may meet all of you who work so tirelessly to change the lives of the poor like me. One day, I will also help a needy child as you have helped me.”

Yours lovingly,

Mutegi Wilfred

An exquisite day on a beautiful course!

Matanya’s Hope Hosts It’s 1st Annual Golf Outing

Imagine playing a game of golf and harvesting that joy to benefit the life of a child. That is exactly what Matanya’s Hope 1st Annual Golf Outing participants did on September 22.
Just two weeks after I returned from our 9th mission to Kenya, 31 players gathered at Ruffled Feathers Golf Course in Lemont to participate in a game that would ultimately change the life of 9 Kenyan students in dire need of sponsorship.

This golf cart is driven in honor of Mark Maina, a young man driven to study accounting.  Mark was 1 of 7 students sponsored during the event lunch.

This golf cart is driven in honor of Mark Maina, a young man driven to study accounting. Mark was 1 of 7 students sponsored during the event lunch.

Each golf card was named in honor of one of our students in need. Participants spent the day enjoying golf and learning about the student they were representing. Specialty games added a fun perk to the day for everyone, golf pro or not.

The golf outing was a wonderful way to merge humanitarian efforts with the love of golf and it would never have happened without our incredible team of voluteers: Brian Grad – event chair, Tom Aldrich – assistant chair, Gretchen Grad and Tina Plunket – event planners, Maeve Plunkett – video production, Lauren Ingebrigtsen – mission participant and volunteer, Janice Surles – volunteer and Michelle Stark (yeah – that’s me) – volunteer. To each one of you who helped make this a reality, thank you! As a result of your unselfish efforts, 7 students were sponsored: 7 lives were forever changed!

Matanya's Hope is thankful to BIMBA and other sponsors who's signage was visible throughout the course.

Matanya’s Hope is thankful to BIMBA and other sponsors who’s signage was visible throughout the course.

The dynamic duo; CLARK and MIZE off to a great start!

The dynamic duo; CLARK and MIZE off to a great start!

An exquisite day on a beautiful course!

An exquisite day on a beautiful course!