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Kuki Ndiho partners with community organizations, schools of all levels, religious and cultural institutions to gather, collect and ship much-needed clothing items to its orphans in Rwanda. Please write us if interested in learning more at Please include photos of yourself or your family to include with the individual clothing items so that we can thank you on our web site and so those to who receive the items will also know. snd

Annual Sneaker Drive

Seventh and eighth grader at the Christian Formation Student at St. Vincent Martyr Catholic Church in MADISON, NEW JERSEY are holding a sneaker drive for Rwandan Orphans through the holiday season. They will be collecting new or gently used sneakers in all sizes now. Please contact teacher Henry Page at EMAIL HERE


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Rwandan Orphans Received A Visit

Media Contact: Marie Claudine Mukamabano
Phone: (347) 465-4045

Rwandan Orphans Received A Visit

On Saturday, April 26, 2014, Ms. Ola Kwiatkowska, Josiane, and Peace Eugenho Mg visited the Kimisagara Orphanage in Kigali, Rwanda. The visit was facilitated by Ms. Claudine Mukamabano. Founder & CEO of Why Do I Exist/ Kuki Ndiho Rwanda Orphans Support Project.
Ms. Mukamabano expressed her deep gratitude and appreciation for their visit. She said, “Many orphans and genocide survivors need someone who can just visit them, come close to them, and show them that they are not alone.”

She continued, “Thank you very much for doing this POWERFUL & VERY MEANINGFUL ACTION. Please continue to heal our wounded hearts. May God continue to bless your hearts and fulfill your desires as you remember and care for the Rwandan Orphans. Your Presence, Love, Care and gifts will remain in the mind and hearts of those orphans forever. Please accept my acknowledgment and appreciation. I thank you on their behalf.”

Ms. Kwiatkowska felt truly welcomed during her visit in Rwanda. She said, “I thank Marie Claudine for her beautiful and heartfelt initiative, and for introducing me to her friends and colleagues.”

Miss Josiane ,Kuki Ndiho Staff & Miss Ola with Rwandan Orphans

After losing her parents, sister, cousins, aunts, uncles, grandparents, loved ones, friends, classmates, and fellow countrymen during the Rwandan Genocide, Ms. Mukamabano’s Catholic faith inspired her to seek the answer to the question of KUKI NDIHO

(Why do I exist)​?​ This question now serves as the name of her organization​, Why Do I Exist/ Kuki Ndiho Rwanda Orphans Support Project ​, ​which she established in 2005 to raise awareness on the genocide in Rwanda, help survivors, and aid orphans of HIV.

For more​​​ information or to provide any donation to support this humanitarian effort​, please Call 347 465 4045 or visit
Make your Financial Contribution (checks ) payable to:

1186 Fulton Street, Brooklyn,NY 11216

Thank you!

Miss Josiane & Eugene ;Kuki Ndiho Kigali Team at Kimisagara Orphanage ,

Ms. MUKAMABANO is the Author of an Audio Book, ” THE POWER OF SOCIAL MEDIA: Be Yourself! Change Somebody’s Life Today!”, an excellent resource for every person who seeks to maximize the use of social media to change the lives of others. In her book, Ms. Mukamabano describes the potential growth each person has to expand a company and bring it to a level beyond one’s imagination. She offers her life’s work as an example in a thrilling, entertaining, and exciting matter. In her audio book, no one will leave disappointed, but be empowered to effectively use social media.

​​​The 2014 ‘Impact Maker in Development on the African continent’
” Before I begin, I would like to thank Marie Claudine Mukamabano, for gracing us with such a moving song “ . Said ; UN Secretary – General Ban Ki- moon’s remarks at fifteenth commemoration of the 1994 genocide in Rwanda in New York, 7 April 2009

The 2013 Africa Brave Award Winner, 2012 Humanitarian Achievements Award Winner , 2011 African Community Leader Award Winner & 2010 Ambassador for Peace Award Winner Marie Claudine Mukamabano, an orphan-survivor of Rwandan genocide, has received recognition from The Assembly of State of New York on May 2011 on the occasion of the Africa Day Celebration for turning a life of hardship into one of leadership and advocacy.

October 25, 2012 , Marie Claudine MUKAMABANO, initiated the Rwanda Flag Raising Ceremony in Newark City Hall in New Jesery as a Symbol of Healing, Peace,Resilience,Hope and Forgiveness , to Honor UN’s International Day for Peace by Supporting Rwandan Orphans. Event was so successful

She is the Founder , Chair-girl and CEO of Kuki Ndiho Rwanda Orphans Support Project , an organization that she established in 2005 to raise awareness on the genocide in Rwanda, help survivors, and aid orphans of HIV. In a personal capacity, she also serves as a mentor to many of the children, helping to build their confidence and give them inspiration.
After losing her parents, sister, cousins, aunts, uncles, grandparents, loved ones, friends, classmates, and fellow countrymen during the Rwandan Genocide, her Catholic faith inspired her to seek the answer to the question of KUKI NDIHO? (Why do I exist?-Pourquoi J’existe?). This question now serves as the name of her organization, which has an extensive fundraising program in New York, as well as a presence in Belgium and South Africa. The thousands of dollars raised thus far continue to support hundreds of orphans in Rwanda

She gave a speech on March 2011 at the African Union’s conference on behalf of Rwanda & African women author on the theme: “A Tribute to Flora Nwapa: Gender Equality and The Empowerment of Women”.
On the occasion of the 55th session of the Commission on the Status of Women at the United Nations on February 2011, Marie Claudine was selected as the only representative of Africa women to speak on the panel “Sharing Knowledge – Joining Forces – Gaining Power: Mentoring as a Tool to Empower NGO Women”. She won an Ambassador for Peace Award on May 2010.
In 2007, as a Professional Mistress of Ceremonial and Special Event Organizer, she helped to establish “African Day Parade” and volunteered as Committee Member of the mission to promote a positive image and culture of Africa in The United States and others westerns countries.

Marie Claudine is also an influential speaker, actress, artist, and model. As artist, she dances at universities, churches and community groups as part of the Rwanda Dance Theater Company. As singer, she performs at the International Commemoration Day to mark the 15th Anniversary of the Rwanda Genocide at the United Nations attended by the Secretary-General, Ban Ki-moon.

She was awarded a Marathon Peace Medal from the International Women for Peace in Kigali Rwanda and honored for being the first artist from Rwanda selected among 600 applicants worldwide to participate in the Robert Wilson’s International Theater Projects in New York City on May 2005.

She speaks English, French, Swahili and her language Kinyarwanda. She graduated with a distinction in School of Business Studies in Rwanda 2000, and has recently completed courses in nonprofit management at Baruch College and The Foundation Center. She graduated recently from the International Trauma Studies, a program directed by Dr. Jack Saul, Professor at Columbia University.


From Garbage to HARVARD University.


Fundraising Dinner to Honor Justus HITAYESU in New York City

Umwana w’imfubyi wahoze ari MAYIBOBO agahitamo kudahisha icyifuzo cye cyo kujya kwiga none uyu munsi arikwiga muri Universite ya Mbere muri America ndetse no muza mbere ku isi HARVARD UNIVERSITY.
Mfubyi nshuti yanjye aho uri hose ndakwibutsa kudapfukirana icyifuzo cyawe, cyangwase impano yawe. wibuke neza cyane ko IMANA yakurinze hamwe hakomenye nanuyu munsi ikigufitiye umugambi hanyuma uve mugahinda , ugerageza gushaka abantu bagufasha gutekereza ibitekerezo bikubaka kandi biguteza imbere , irinde abaguca intege uko baba basa kose naho baba baturutse ahariho hose kuko Satani akorera muribenshi ndetse nabamwe utanakekaga.

Wowe igirire icyizere, kandi uzirikane neza icyifuzo cyawe, ugishyire imbere y’Imana isumba byose kandi Ishobora byose.Irakumva kandi Iragusubiza.
gusa wirinde kurangara cyangwase kurangazwa hato Imana itaza kugusubiza ikakubura.
Ugasanga ibisubizo byawe ntibikugezeho. kubera kurangara cyangwase kurangazwa.
Turagusabira natwe kandi TURAGUKUNDA.
Nujya ucika intege ujye usoma inkuru y’uyu mwana Hitayesu, iyamugiriye neza nawe irakuzi kandi iragukunda.
Niwumva wongeye gucika intege jya unyarukira kuri web site cyangwase
Usome inkuru zitandukanye urebe aho Imana yajyiye idukura ikaturwanirira nk’imfubyi, ikaduha kongera guseka bamwe batarasekaga ndetzse ikanaduhuza nabo tutigeze turota mubuzima bwacu ko tuzahura, hanyuma biguihe gushimira IMANA YACU. ubundi uyihe icyubahiro noneho nawe ugire uti: Iyakoze biriya najye iranzi kandi irankunda. Iraje gutabara.
Transformation Author : THE POWER OF SOCIAL MEDIA: Be Yourself & Change Somebody’s Life Today !
Tel: 347 465 4045


Bravo! New York Time ! Thank you for highlighting the ACHIEVEMENT & SUCCESSFUL story of Rwandan Orphan, who is now at Hard University!

Bravo! New York Time ! Thank you for highlighting the ACHIEVEMENT & SUCCESSFUL story of Rwandan Orphan, who is now at Hard University from sleeping on street and eating garbage food in Rwanda, simply because he met a Goodwill Person who really CARE. Claire. The Founder of Esther’s Aid
Thank you!
Now because of your efforts to spread this wonderful and very inspiring message  ALL AMERICANS & THE WORLD are aware of, The Miracle Life of Hitayesu, Justus.

Go, Justus, go…
We are Very Proud of YOU.
Genocide Orphan Survivor
Transformation Author : THE POWER OF SOCIAL MEDIA : Be Yourself & Change Somebody’s Life Today!
Tel: 347 465 4045

The article from New York Time !

BOSTON — Nine years old and orphaned by ethnic genocide, he was living in a burned-out car in a Rwandan garbage dump where he scavenged for food and clothes. Daytimes, he was a street beggar. He had not bathed in more than a year.

When an American charity worker, Clare Effiong, visited the dump one Sunday, other children scattered. Filthy and hungry, Justus Uwayesu stayed put, and she asked him why.

“I want to go to school,” he replied.

Well, he got his wish.

This autumn, Mr. Uwayesu enrolled as a freshman at Harvard University on a full-scholarship, studying math, economics and human rights, and aiming for an advanced science degree. Now about 22 — his birthday is unknown — he could be, in jeans, a sweater and sneakers, just another of the 1,667 first-year students here.

But of course, he is not. He is an example of the potential buried even in humanity’s most hopeless haunts, and a sobering reminder of how seldom it is mined.

Over the 13 years since his escape from the smoldering trash heap that was his home, Mr. Uwayesu did not simply rise through his nation’s top academic ranks. As a student in Rwanda, he learned English, French, Swahili and Lingala. He oversaw his high school’s student tutoring program. And he helped found a youth charity that spread to high schools nationwide, buying health insurance for poor students and giving medical and scholastic aid to others.

He is nonetheless amazed and amused by the habits and quirks of a strange land.

“I tried lobster, and I thought it was a big fight,” he said. “You have to work for it to get to the meat.” And the taste? “I’m not sure I like it,” he said.

Fresh from a land dominated by two ethnic groups — the majority Hutu and the Tutsi, who died en masse with some moderate Hutu in the 1994 conflict — he says he is delighted by Harvard’s stew of nationalities and lifestyles. He was pleasantly taken aback by the blasé acceptance of openly gay students — “that’s not something we hear about in Rwanda”— and disturbed to find homeless beggars in a nation otherwise so wealthy that “you can’t tell who is rich and who isn’t.”

He says his four suitemates, hailing from Connecticut, Hawaii and spots in between, have helped him adjust to Boston life. But he is still trying to figure out an American culture that is more frenetic and obstreperous than in his homeland.

“People work hard for everything,” he said. “They do things fast, and they move fast. They tell you the truth; they tell you their experiences and their reservations. In Rwanda, we have a different way of talking to adults. We don’t shout. We don’t be rowdy. But here, you think independently.”

Born in rural eastern Rwanda, Mr. Uwayesu was only 3 when his parents, both illiterate farmers, died in a politically driven slaughter that killed some 800,000 people in 100 days. Red Cross workers rescued him with a brother and two sisters — four other children survived elsewhere — and cared for them until 1998, when the growing tide of parentless children forced workers to return them to their village.

They arrived as a drought, and then famine, began to grip their home province. “I was malnourished,” Mr. Uwayesu said. “My brother would tell me, ‘I’m going out to look for food,’ and then he would come back without it. There were times we did not cook the whole day.”

In 2000, young Justus and his brother walked to Kigali, Rwanda’s capital and a city of about one million, in search of food and help. Instead, they wound up at Ruviri, a sprawling garbage dump on the city’s outskirts that was home to hundreds of orphans and herds of pigs.

Justus found a home with two other children in an abandoned car, its smashed-out windows and floor covered with cardboard. For the next year and a half, he said, all but the search for food and shelter fell by the wayside. “There was no shower, no bathing at all,” he said. “The only thing was to keep something warm for the night, something really warm.”

He learned to spot trucks from hotels and bakeries that carried the tastiest castoffs, and to leap atop them to grab his share before they discharged their loads to less nimble orphans.

For days when there was nothing to eat — no trucks came on Sundays, and bigger children claimed most edible garbage — he hoarded food in discarded cooking-oil tins, sunk into trash-fire embers to keep their contents warm.

Mr. Uwayesu said he was hobbled in a fall from one moving trash truck, and once nearly buried alive by a bulldozer pushing mounds of garbage into a pit.

Just 9, he spent nights in terror that a tiger said to roam the dump would attack him (there are no tigers in Africa). In the daytime, begging on the streets, he saw a world that was beyond him. “At noon,” he said, “kids would be coming back from school in their uniforms, running and playing in the road. Sometimes they would call me nayibobo” — literally, forgotten child. “They knew how different we were from them.”

“It was a really dark time, because I couldn’t see a future,” he said. “I couldn’t see how life could be better, or how I could come out of that.”

Purely by chance, Ms. Effiong proved the boy’s savior.

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The charity that Ms. Effiong founded, in New Rochelle, N.Y., Esther’s Aid, decided in 2000 to center its efforts on helping Rwanda’s throngs of orphans. One Sunday in 2001, after delivering a shipping container of food and clothing, she took a taxi to the dump, spotted a scrum of orphans and, after some conversation, offered to take them to a safe place.

All but Justus refused. “I took him to where I was, cleaned him up, changed his clothes, dressed the wounds on his body and eventually sent him to primary school,” she said.

In first grade, he finished at the top of his class. It was a sign of grades to come: straight A’s in high school, followed by a seat in a senior high school specializing in the sciences.

Mr. Uwayesu moved into an orphanage run by Esther’s Aid, then, with two sisters, into the compound where Ms. Effiong lives while in Kigali. Throughout his schooling, he worked at the charity, which since has opened a cooking school for girls and is building a campus for orphans.

“My life changed because of her,” he said.

He would not have been able to compete for a spot in an American university without outside help, however. After high school, he applied for and won a seat in a yearlong scholars program, Bridge2Rwanda, run by a charity in Little Rock, Ark., that prepares talented students for the college-application process.

For roughly the past decade, Harvard’s international admissions director has personally scoured Africa for potential applicants each year.

Like most top universities, Harvard chooses its freshmen without regard to their ability to pay tuition. But until this year, the Cambridge campus had only one Rwandan student, Juliette Musabeyezu, a sophomore.

No more. Of the 25 or so African applicants who made this year’s cut, three are from Rwanda, including a second Bridge2Rwanda scholar.

Not bad for a little country that is home to barely 1 percent of Africa’s billion-plus population. A photograph of Rwanda’s Harvard contingent appears on Ms. Musabeyezu’s Facebook page.

The caption reads: “My people are finally here.”