Hajji Abdul Bisaso grew up in Kassanda District without a father and with a mother who could not carry the weight of the family's financial needs alone. From an early age, he understood something that no child should have to understand: that if he was going to get anywhere in life, he was going to have to carry himself there.

He did child labour to fund his schooling. He fetched water, worked as a watchman for his school, served as a porter, and cooked at school — all to pay his way through primary and lower secondary education. Through O-Level and A-Level, he rode a boda boda at night, ran errands, and farmed on weekends to raise the fees that would keep him in class. Not once did he accept this hardship as his permanent condition.

That experience of fighting for an education that others took for granted never left him. It became the lens through which he saw every child in Kassanda District, every young person without capital, and every woman struggling to survive on the margins of the market. His suffering did not make him bitter. It made him precise about what needed to change.

"From child labour to Parliament, not because the system helped me, but in spite of it. That is why changing the system for the next generation is not just my policy. It is my obligation."