It is a story being told by video, and so I’ve included the link in this form. It tells the inspiring story of Procedure Chikosi, a Mentor at Girls Time Club in Victoria Falls...
Mentors/Teachers/Coaches
How one man changed my life.
I am going to tell my story, I think it’s interesting but long. Let’s just begin. I was a normal kid when I was growing up, but when I turned 12 it all started. I started getting in...
From Death to Life
I want to stay Anonymous. So you will know me as Carmen. I am a 16 year old mixed girl in South Carolina. I have been searching all night for a website to share my story and I’ve finally...
A painful story about my students and my educational...
Hi there, This is my painful story about my educational society and my beloved students. This story is so painful, and it is mosly about milion of Afghan disappointed and hopeless female...
Blooming and Becoming through Mentorship
I believe I am one person who was born lucky, and this is because of all the support system I have had growing up. Having five siblings meant I had play buddies all through, I had study...
From English literature to Robotics
Growing up I wanted to be an engineer, but was told that it work reserved for men. I wanted to be in the army but my entire family opposed this dream. I thought I could be a journalist but...
Mistake that ruined my whole year
So basically, I was a very good student, if it came to studies, discipline, both. I was just trying to impress each and every teacher, so that they think good about me and make me...
My Journey with Autism, Finding Hope and my Faith
Life is a journey full of ups and downs, struggles and joys. “I believe the real heroes are those who rebuild their lives using adversity as a stepping stone to in the midst of the...
Some random things I want to get off my chest I guess
Health is currently the class I’m failing most in and one of my least liked classes Health is supposed to be really easy and I get good results on the tests but the thing is I don’t do...
Ripples
It was a September evening in 1968 when two men dressed in their military dress blues knocked on the door of our home. I remember it like it was yesterday. They came to tell us that my...