My name is Khunjulwa and I am 12 years old. I live in the informal settlement of Khayelitsha. I live in a shack that leeks every time it rains. The toilets don't have doors and they smell. Every morning my mom makes me sting bread. I go to school every day but some of my friends bunk. I go to super stars so I do not get into a gang. Everyone saves money together to get fireproof houses. In winter there are lots of floods and then we have to make a new shack because the shacks brake in the flood. There are also lots of fires and then we have to evacuate the area.
My battles are at school because my homework is very hard to do so some people come over to help us with our homework. I am very happy because we have enough food and water to live and some of my friends do not have enough. Some people get Khaya power so they can charge phones and turn lights on with solar energy. My mom does not have a job so she looks after my little brother, Bathandwa. My dad dad died of aids 3 years ago. People need to get brick houses so the houses don't burn down in the fires. I go to the barber ones a month the man, Meluzmi, cuts my hair for me. I give my money to people so they can save up to build a fireproof house.
