For years I dreamed of having the sort of massive oak slab that would dominate a room—no more child's desk in a trailer laundry-closet, no more cramped kneehole in a rented house.
Moved by the noble cause of Project Hope and encouraged by what has been achieved so far, I would like to contribute my bit to the project by offering financial aid to a child in a remote area of your province.
I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.
Last, if we stirred up our brains and gave children little help, those who did not want to go to school could find other things to do, things many children now do during their holidays.