For years, it was a long, hot and dusty walk to school. By the time Halimatou Ceesas, 12, had made the three-mile journey in the Gambian sun, she was tired and often late.
Halimatou’s mother sells bread and beans by the side of the road; her father mends televisions and solar chargers for a living. “We are poor,” Halimatou says simply, explaining why they didn’t have the money for her bus fare.
Then a small miracle happened. These days Halimatou has got wheels, she has a shiny, much-loved blue bike on long-term loan.