My village had many problems.

We made a long line to fetch water from one tap.

We waited for food donated by others.

We locked our houses early because of thieves.

Many children dropped out of school.

Young girls worked as maids in other villages.

Young boys roamed around the village.

Others worked on people's farms.

When the wind blew, waste paper hung on trees and fences.

We threw broken glass carelessly.

People were cut by it.

Then one day, the tap dried up.

Our containers were empty.

My father walked from house to house.

He asked people to attend a village meeting.

People gathered under a big tree and listened.

My father stood up.

He said, "We need to work together to solve our problems."

Eight-year-old Juma, was sitting on a tree trunk.

He shouted, "I can help with cleaning up."

One woman said, "The women can join me to grow food."

Another man stood up and said, "The men will dig a well."

We all shouted with one voice, "We must change our lives."

From that day we worked together to solve our problems.