Every great movement begins with a moment that cannot be forgotten.
One ordinary Saturday morning, our founder went to clean her church in Festac, Lagos. On her way home, she encountered a crowd gathered around a small roadside kiosk.
Inside lay the lifeless body of a man.
Beside him stood his eight-year-old son, tightly holding onto his mother's wrapper and repeatedly asking one heartbreaking question:
"Who will pay my school fees now?"