- Anne aspires to own a cake house. She is currently working two jobs.
- She bakes at night from 9:00 to 11:00 pm and does deliveries in the morning.
- She then checks in at 12:30 noon to 8:00pm for her second job as a sales agent at Tradestar Kenya limited.
When Anne speaks, her voice resonates with quiet confidence. Firm but gentle, having the ease of someone with a deep sense of self-awareness and a healthy dose of optimism.
Anne was born in Kamurugu, Murang’a County, but the family later relocated to Nairobi. She is the second-born child after her twin siblings, a boy and a girl.
Her brother was born with cerebral palsy. One of the reasons they moved to Nairobi was to seek better treatment for her brother Njoro.
DRAWN TO NJORO
“I was drawn to Njoro from a very tender age, though he was different from my sister (his twin) and other children my age. More often than not, I always understood what he wanted or needed. To date, we are very close.”
Spending time with Njoro and accompanying him to support forums awakened Anne’s passion for people with special needs. She created a Facebook page called Uniquely Abled, with the aim of creating awareness about special conditions and handicaps.
However, the initiative has not been as successful as she had projected. She observes that people are still unwilling to share their experiences as caretakers of children with special needs, preferring to hide them instead.
Undeterred, Anne hopes to start a foundation in future for children with special needs. Its main objective will be to provide affordable therapy as well as create awareness about these children's plight.
Anne just completed her undergraduate degree in communication and public relations. But she, does not envision a future career in some fancy PR firm or the communication field for that matter.
“Learning PR has moulded me into a better communicator. However, my expertise lies in baking. I grew up inhaling the rich aroma of freshly baked pastries baked by my mother. I even chose to study Home Science at school so as to bake some more.”
It was not until last year, however, that Anne decided to pursue baking more seriously.
“My friend Mariam and I had decided to go shopping for groceries and on reaching my room, lo and behold! The ten eggs we had bought stared back at us in a messy puddle, all broken”.
She remembers turning to Mariam, her eyes gleaming with defiance as she declared that they were going to bake a cake. Her conscience simply wouldn’t allow her to let 10 eggs go to waste.