Innocent - Before
In 2014, during my grandmother’s funeral, a group of street children gathered nearby. Among them was a quiet boy named Innocent Wycliff. He was visibly unwell and unkempt, like many boys surviving on the streets at the time, but there was something gentle and searching in him. We began by offering him food, clothing, and a safe place to rest. When we tried to learn more about him, it wasn’t easy. Innocent used different names on the streets, and there were no district records to guide us. For several weeks, he remained at the shelter while I slowly pieced together his story and tried to understand why he had left his aunt’s home.
Eventually, after many months of effort, we traced his family. Innocent willingly agreed to reconnect, and together we decided that he would return to the shelter under an understanding that his family would cooperate and stay involved. His mother had passed away, and he had been raised by his aunt alongside her children. Life there had been complicated and emotionally heavy, and over time, Innocent found himself feeling misunderstood and displaced. Those tensions eventually pushed him to seek freedom and survival on the streets of Kampala, where our paths crossed.
Despite everything he had endured, Innocent showed determination. I supported him through his education from Primary Seven to Senior Six, and although the relationship with his aunt remained fragile, there were moments of effort and support. After his resettlement, Innocent returned home and stayed there for about three and a half years, trying to rebuild his life and find his place
As Innocent grew older, he began navigating adulthood and independence, which brought new challenges and difficult choices. When he returned to the shelter later on, adjusting to structure and rules was not easy. Like many young people searching for identity and belonging, he was influenced by peers and began questioning the path he was on.
When the opportunity for higher education came, I enrolled Innocent in a course of his own choosing. He had hoped for a degree, but his results qualified him for a diploma. Still, it was a meaningful step forward, and the necessary financial support was put in place. Within a month, however, Innocent made a personal decision to leave school. He was drawn by promises of work and independence, believing there were other ways to move forward. I tried to guide him and help him see the long-term value of staying, but ultimately, it was his choice, and he followed the direction he felt was right for him at the time.