Eleven years of Good Factory. A time in which the world has changed many times over, and we’ve changed with it. But one thing has remained constant: our presence, and yours. We are together where a world shaken by war and poverty forgets the individual. On three continents, in eleven countries, we strive not only to save lives but above all to restore names and meaning where others see only statistics.

What fits into these eleven years? An endless number of human stories. Stories like those recently reaching us from North Kivu in Congo, where war casts a long shadow over the green hills.

It’s the story of Sijale. Once a local oddball with a knife without a handle in his hand, today he is a precise painter who, while painting a terrace, never touches a millimeter of metal beyond the line. A man who has regained health, dignity, and work. When he sees someone seriously ill, he is the first to help push the wheelchair.

It’s the story of ten-year-old Matthieu. Hunched, covered in fleas, abandoned by his closest family. Mute. Today, cared for and nourished, he has found his voice again. Among his peers, he feels safe once more.

It’s the story of little Jikaze, whose throat was damaged by a swallowed battery. A boy we fed through a tube, who, for the past three months, against all odds, has begun swallowing the first milliliters of food on his own. This small victory brings enormous hope and proves that one must never give up.

These stories share a common denominator—your support. Thanks to you, they do not end after the first paragraph. You write the happier endings.

Today, on our 11th birthday, we ask you—high five us. High five Sijale, meticulously painting a new chapter of his life. Hive five Matthieu, who after months of silence finally finds the courage to speak. High five Jikaze, who fights for every milliliter of food.

Thank you for producing good with us for 11 years.