Peg’s Letters from Lesotho 2015

Since her first trip to Lesotho in 2004, Peg Herbert, Help Lesotho’s Founder and Executive Director, has written letters to her family, friends and supporters about her experiences and the progress of the organization. The following links tell the story of Peg’s experiences in 2015!

Smart Giving

Smart Giving

On September 29, 2022, Help Lesotho offered a Smart Giving webinar on some of the newest and most advantageous ways to give to maximize the tax benefits of your charitable giving to Canadian organizations. Hear from four experts who provided their advice on frequently...

2015 – Letters from Lesotho #6

2015 – Letters from Lesotho #6

Lumelang, This is my last letter home after two months in Lesotho. It has been an intense and extraordinary time. The feedback from our first donor trip was more than enthusiastic. Their assurance that they would not change a thing has encouraged me to do this again....

2015 – Letters from Lesotho #5

2015 – Letters from Lesotho #5

Friday was our long awaited 10th Anniversary Celebration in Lesotho. It was exactly as we imagined – with 700 guests, a wonderful speech from His Majesty, King Letsie III, singing and dancing, poems and cheers. Staff and volunteers came from all over the mountains and...

2015 – Letters from Lesotho #4

2015 – Letters from Lesotho #4

Despite the beauty, the past couple of weeks have been challenging. We have had no water for a good portion of it, no internet and often no power.  As of yesterday, we have water and power. Last Saturday, Feb 28, was the national election here in Lesotho. The country...

2015 – Letters from Lesotho #3

2015 – Letters from Lesotho #3

Greetings, As many of you know, I wrote a children’s book last fall in honour of the gender equity theme of our 10th Anniversary. My objectives were to: Show Basotho children that their everyday life was meaningful and worthy of seeing in a book as we promote literacy...

2015 – Letters from Lesotho #2

2015 – Letters from Lesotho #2

Greetings, As I write, Hilary and I are in Thaba Tseka. The morning light is creeping over the mountains outside my window. I hear a rooster and people chatting as they walk about their business. Someone is whistling. In the distance a young girl carries a huge...