Discremination is not good

My parents died when i was four years my relatives mistreated me to the point of dening me a chance to study because am disabled. Iwas treated as a dog ata home. I can God sent me an angel to rescue me, a good freind of my late parents visited us one day and decided to take me with her. Iwas taken to Uganda society for disabled children as i talk now i earn a living through my skills. why not to say that the credit be reserved for this organisation

Location: Kimanya, Masaka, Uganda