I am Sarita and I have been able to teach a literacy class in my village. I was the youngest daughter in my family. Though I have always loved to learn and study, unfortunately I was burned, and became handicapped at 10 months. My brother had to go to India to work, and none of my family could read or write. My mother knew my life would be hard due to my handicap, so we moved, so that I could go to school. I was able to complete class 12. My brothers and sisters are married, but I am living with my parents. I believed in Christ, and my mother has followed Christ. H.E.L.P. said they would train and fund a person from my community to teach literacy and other life skills to the less fortunate of our village. My pastor encouraged me to request a to teach literacy class to the illiterate ladies in our church and community, and I am now teaching them – even my mother, sister, and sister-in-law. They love and respect me. It is like a rose. Sometimes they wilt, and I worry, but with care and manure I am seeing the ladies blossom and grow. Praise the Lord for Sarita, and for her candid description of loving and caring for her class.