Ndoto Ilitimia: How I Bought My First Car After Years of Poverty
My name is Peter, and for most of my life in Machakos, poverty felt like a curse that followed my family for generations. I grew up walking barefoot to school. Even as an adult, I worked casual jobs — construction, boda boda riding, anything to survive. Watching others drive their own cars felt like staring at an impossible dream.
For years, every business I tried collapsed. Loans disappeared without profit. I began believing that maybe success was not meant for me.
One day, out of frustration and exhaustion, I sought guidance from a doctor who specialized in helping people overcome long-standing personal struggles. Instead of promising miracles, I was challenged to change my mindset, discipline, and spending habits. I was guided to let go of bitterness and comparison.
I started saving small amounts consistently. I learned a new skill. I reduced unnecessary expenses. Progress was slow but steady.
Three years later, I stood in a car yard in Nairobi holding the keys to my first vehicle , a modest second-hand Toyota. I cried openly. It wasn’t just a car; it was proof that my life had changed.
Poverty had shaped me, but it did not define my future.
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