Dream big dreams.
Small dreams have no magic.
I was born in the Congo. I lived there until the civil war broke out and people came to my house. I hid myself under my bed. All I heard was the crying of my parents and my dad saying, "don't hurt her."
When the cries were over, there were bodies on the floor. A family member helped me escape and put me on a plane. I just slept and slept.
When I woke up, I was in Canada. I felt I was in heaven.
What kept me going was United Way and something my Dad always told me. And that was "Dream big dreams because small dreams have no magic." At United Way, I met some great people who believed in me. I learned computer and business skills and how to speak English. When the classes were finished, I used to stay till they kicked me out. That's how hard I worked.
Today, I run my own e-business company. If you ever wonder what happens to the money that you give United Way, remember me. Thank you for giving. Your money got to me.
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Way makes an impression on a homeless man.