Dida was just a few months old when I got to meet her at an orphanage in Kenya’s capital - Nairobi, in east Africa. I remember being somewhat taken aback by just how tiny she was in comparison to the other babies of a similar age.

She was cowering in the shadows of another orphan elephant, clinging to the tail of her friend with her tiny little foot-long trunk. She had a heart-wrenching look of sadness in her watery eyes – she had lost her parents just months before.

She was rescued from the putrid waters of a manhole on the Mzima Mombasa Pipeline in September 2007 at just one month old.