Ukerewe Island is my home.
I was born here, but when I was young my parents moved us to Bunda in search of a better life. Unfortunately, when I was still young, my father passed away, and my mother remarried. She went to live with her new family. It was years before I saw her again.
My grandmother took me in. I lived with her in Bunda, and she loved me very much. But she soon passed away too, from cancer. Before her death, she appointed my aunt as my new guardian; she told her to protect me, to fight for my rights. If she didn't, my grandma warned, she would haunt her from the other side. For this reason, I was treated well.
My family kept me at home for many years, fearing I would be bullied in school. I was finally allowed to attend primary school when I turned 13. My peers rejected me at first. It was only when they saw my talent for football that they began to include me. My skill meant I played at the national level on one occasion. I became very popular as a result. Other students began to like me; they understood I was normal like anyone else.
Academically I did well, passing all 7 years of primary school and an entrance exam to attend secondary school. I won a place at Mwiruruma Secondary in Bunda, but had to drop out after one year when my family could no longer afford the fees.