Being a headteacher means I’m always counting every coin. School fees come in late, salaries go out on time, and somehow the budget has to stretch for books, repairs, and everything else. I’ve always prided myself on being careful with money – boringly careful, if I’m honest. So when I walked into the bank a few weeks ago to withdraw Ksh 3.4 million for urgent school projects, I did everything by the book. Filled out forms in duplicate, confirmed the amount twice, and watched the teller count the bundles myself. I even smiled at the cashier and said “asante” like it was just another normal day.
By evening, the money had vanished. Completely. No trace. My stomach dropped so hard I thought I’d be sick right there on the street. I called the bank a dozen times, retraced every step, and practically begged the security guard to check the CCTV again. Nothing. Three-point-four million gone, just like that. Those next few days were pure torture. Couldn’t eat, couldn’t sleep, couldn’t even look my staff in the eye knowing salaries might bounce.
One night, completely broken, a good friend told me about Dr Bokko – someone who helps people recover lost money and impossible situations. I laughed at first (me, a whole headteacher, turning to a traditional healer?), but desperation makes you humble fast. I called him the next morning and explained everything in one long, shaky breath. He just listened quietly, then said, “Relax. What is yours cannot stay lost forever. Do exactly as I say and you’ll see.” For the first time in weeks, I felt something like hope. Read more https://drbokko.com/?p=35100
