By 2009 both my parents had died and I was sharing a job with my brother, selling things at the bus station and sleeping there. In the morning he came and relieved me and I went home to rest. Then it was his turn to sell before I came back in the evening to spend the night there. I wasn't scared. People knew I was deaf and looked out for me and woke me up if they needed anything. When we stopped working there, I applied for a job at Neema Crafts, but I had to wait a number of months before I was accepted. I had learnt some tailoring before but the teacher didn’t help me much so I left the course before I had completed it. When I heard back from Neema, I came and was immediately put on a tailoring course, which was brilliant. I could finally do something and felt wanted by people here...
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