Have you ever wanted to make a difference in this world?
Leah Grace Dawson
In 2013 I had the privilege to help an orphanage for five weeks in Masaka, Africa. I became very close with two Ugandans. We created an unusual bond. They grew up like brothers in Compassion International and said I felt like their sister. I agree. We have kept in close contact through Facebook messenger and have a three way chat that we use weekly. In 2016 I had the chance to go back. David Kalanda used to play soccer for the Ugandan National Soccer Team but quit because he felt a calling from The Lord to help Okoa Refuge, the orphanage I helped. David Kizza was also at Okoa but is now working for the Uganda Virus Research Institute doing HIV vaccine research (I am very proud of this man and what he is doing for Africa!).
When I went back last November Kalanda took me to a remote village. It was the village he grew up in. He wanted to show me what he was doing on the weekends, when he was not working at Okoa. He, along with two other ex-professional Ugandans, are trying to rebuild the soccer academy that they grew up in. This academy used to supply more than half of the national team but folded due to funding. When I spoke with the coaches they mentioned they had ONE soccer ball between FIFTY kids and their jerseys were at the print shop for THREE YEARS because they couldn’t come up with $150. When I heard this I immediately gave Kalanda money (not just from me but from fellow colleagues that had donated previously to the trip) that the academy needed to get the jerseys, balls, and more (he did not ask for it). December was the very first time Kalanda ever asked me for money. He asked me to pay the fees for a three day soccer tournament. I said yes. The academy kids had a chance to practice for two weeks knowing they would be playing in their first ever soccer tournament and not only did they compete, they won they whole thing. Can you imagine the joy these kids felt knowing that someone was paying their way to fulfill their dreams? The feeling I had inside knowing that I contributed to their joy made me want to start something. I want others to feel that their giving is more than just money. It’s hope and a future that these kids would not have without me or you. The feeling of making a difference in someone else’s life drove me to start a non-profit. That’s when “2 Feet 1 Goal, Inc.” was created. (More on that to come, when I see how this initial launch goes, wink wink).