Please help with my College Fund. I beg you in the name of Christ. Help me irrespective of my tribe, religion, skin colour or Country. My name is Oluwole Israel, born in Ogun State Nigeria. I lived and schooled in Lagos, Nigeria. I was one of the most brilliant biology and Chemistry student when i was in high school though i was the best overall student in my school. I was a dreamer; you could describe me in three words.... dreamer, religious and respecable. many people wanted to be like me until my parent got divorced in my last year in high school. My mother left to accra while my father remarried. After his marriage, he sent me and my youger ones out of his life, since then, i had been supporting my self and my two sisters with the help of my grandmother who lives in the village. I had to start working really hard to provide food, shealter, clothings and every basic amenities we needed. I oneday went to visit my father but his wife did not allow me in, just then i saw my father who came out only to drive me out. I dont know why the sudden hate between me and him. I saw that his new wife had given him two set of twins. They all lived in the house which used to be our home. My home which i grew up as a happy boy. I remember when i was young when everything was still okay when my dad would take me to our village, then my dad loved me. I would be preaching the word of God to people. My prayer used to get rapid reply from God but now, it seams it can't help me with my family. My sisters and i live in the Ghetto in which is almost corrupting my cute little sisters, they have losed alot of weight and i am afraid of their moral life. There was actually oneday, my boss sent me to bank to pay in some cash in Victoria Island. I got the bank to discover that the guy at the counter was my high school friend Bayo. He was now an accountant. This was when i remembered that i had left high school a very long time. He had graduated college and was now working full time. He was very happy that he could not help embracing me with my dirty mechanic clothes on. I could not help but shear a tear from my left eye. Bayo used to be the dullest kid in the school. He was usually bullied by the big boys but now, he is a accountant. i did not ask him how life has been with him because i knew he would ask me the same. If he asked me, what would i have said? Bayo told me he was still incontact with one of our old friends Chukwuma. Just as you might have imagine, chukwuma is alos a dull student who only excelled at biology classes. Bayo said Chukwuma is not a doctor to be in a General hospital. I could not help hearing this, i was burning with anger, jealousy and pitying my self at the same time. who could have belived that the almighty Oluwole would be a common street mechanic. My parent had the money that could send me and my two sisters to school in three folds time. I went home straight after paying in to think about my life. If i go to college, i will also be a doctor and also would be able to give my sisters the kind of life i want for them. I went to the hospital the next day to see Chukwuma. To my suprise, i saw the Doctor in his White overall, he has grown some inches since the past few years. I could not say hi to him. I simply went back home in shame not knowing what to feel anymore. Please help me fund my college, i want to go to school and be what i wanted to be. If i go to College, i would be able to help my sisters as well, i would be of status to confront my father and also would be able to talk to my mother who abandoned us. Please help me, i can't stop thinking about how long of my life i have wasted. Help fund me irrespective of my color, tribe, country, region, status or language. Think of Christ, help me for the sake of christ who made us our brother's keeper. I believe God will reward each one of you as you help donate to my success even if it is a dollar. Thank you and God bless you. Oluwole Israel.