They said I was wasting my time, that such a business could never grow. One of the people who mocked me most was my close friend, James.
He used to ask me jokingly, “How much did you make today, a hundred shillings?” His words cut deep, but I stayed quiet.
Back then, I had just lost my job. Life had become hard, and I needed to do something to survive.
I decided to start selling fresh juice and snacks near a bus stop. It wasn’t glamorous, but it was honest work. Every day, I woke up early to prepare and set up my small stall.
For the first few weeks, business was slow. I sometimes went home with only a few coins. I almost gave up.
But something inside told me not to quit. Still, I wished for a breakthrough that would change everything.TO READ MORE, TAP HERE.