My name is Mirazul Islam. My father is a security guard. we are five siblings. My father is unable to bear my educational expenses due to lack of money. I often go to sell flowers at Buddhijibi to support my family. one day when I was selling flowers some volunteers came into our slum and they talked with the inhabitants of the slum about child education. Then my parents admitted me in Chayatal Bangladesh. Since then I started my educational journey. Now I am a student of class three.