20 Nov

Growing up in Malawi – Evance

My name is Evance Naluso, born in 04 August, 1997, in a family of three.

Currently am at African Bible College, where am studying Community Development.

I come from a village called (Balaka), where currently both my parents and siblings are living this makes me to have strong love because my story begins.

 

 

Malawi is one of the African countries, which is prone to the change of this crazy world… and the large population in Malawi is youth, who are denied access to many things which makes the life of youth to be hard. The old generation/people are the ones in control of many aspects of life which according to me, it needed active and strong people to do that.

 

So what exactly makes it hard to be young Malawian?…

  1. Lack of employment – As a nation is failing to create jobs for high growing population of youth each and every year about 2,500 youth are graduating in different colleges/universities, this has resulted into high dependence on parents or relatives. The problem with this is that as youth I/we can have ideas of doing something but because you depend on someone you cannot express your thoughts and ideas
  2. Culture – It acts as framework towards our lives but sometimes, I think we are imprisoned by other cultural teachings and rules…… as an individual you cannot make decisions which you’re comfortable with, culture restricts you from doing other crazy things. For example, at some point culture can determine, whom and when to marry, whom to help, how to dress these examples look so simple but have great impact in the lives of youth in Malawi.
  3. Money – Other problems that we youth in Malawi struggle with is, high tuition fees in colleges . This has resulted in many youth dropping out of school or never attending college.

 

Apart from all the troubles that we youth face in Malawi, we are proud to be called Malawians because of its beautiful lakes and mountains, its beautiful people with smiling faces although hardship on the ground, different culture practices that entertain us, like traditional dances Gule wankulu, Malipenga, marriage ceremonies just to mention a few all this makes Malawi to be called a “warm heart of Africa”.

 

Growing up in Malawi, as a youth I need to be proud of it and it’s my wish to see the voice of youth to be held and put into account, as it says “youth are leaders of tomorrow”, therefore to them to be successful leaders it’s good to start train them now with different opportunities.

 

Best regards,

Evance

 

22 Dec

anderhalf jaar later

De vierde pijler organiseert een schrijfwedstrijd.  Je kan €2000 winnen. Literaire kwaliteiten tellen niet. Het moet “feel good”, inspirerend zijn.

Wat leerde je van hen en zal je nooit vergeten? Wat hebben jullie gemeenschappelijk en wat maakt jullie zo verschillend? Een levensles die je voor altijd meeneemt. Een anekdote die je bijblijft. Een hilarisch misverstand waar je veel uit leerde. Een moment dat jullie dichter bij elkaar bracht.

Rondom mij de ene massa-hypnose na de andere. Rodeneuzendag, de warmste week,.. Wafels eten, pinten drinken, toerkes lopen: voor het goede doel. Terwijl in mijn mailbox de ene mail na de andere: “Effective Altruism” spoort aan om onze goede intenties op een zogezegd meer doordachte manier vorm te geven..

En ik?

Wat zal ik schrijven? geen kanker, maar een betovering

16 Aug

foundation

I must confess that whenever I see one of those ngo street-fundraisers trying to trick people into a monthly payment, I walk around trying to avoid conversation. While walking around there are two things on my mind. First of all there is wonder: how come people are still buying this shit? Besides that I mentally prepare what to say in case I get approached.

“Well, you know, I am a real activist, I can’t relate with those big ngo’s… Besides that I have other things on my mind. I just recovered from cancer treatment, I am a philosopher looking for a job,  and on top of it all I have my own development project in need of full support”

I truly don’t get how all these people involved in big or small organizations can be so self-assured about the things they are doing.  The least I can say is that I am not. Off course I am dedicated when it comes to changing things for the better, but the actual process of changing things..? A constant struggle. The whole development debate..? The deeper I dive into this other tradition the less I am sure what true development is all about. And then there is power dynamics.  Can you imagine the chaos that rises when different sort of people unite in striving towards some sort of development, while the notion of development is not clear, and at the same time everybody has his or her own personal reasons to be part of the movement..?

I guess at first I wanted to look smart and feel indispensable. I was driven by the need to feel important and influential. My reasons changed in the process of being sick. I came to see the project as a baby that I need to let go in order to let it lead its own life. That is quite challenging because of course as a mother you want to protect your child from harm and make sure it will have a bright future.

As a mother I am currently learning how to say no to my kid. No, I am no longer giving in every time you start crying. It is time for you to grow up.

I have reached a point whereby I am fed up being asked for money. Especially because we have been preaching the “self sustainable” story for seven years and still I am being pushed into this position of being asked for money on the one hand while being forced to beg for money on the other side.

At the same time we don’t have a concrete long term vision. We are currently struggling to be self sustainable while establishing the kindergarten  with a follow up regarding primary school.

But where do we want to be in 5 years time? In 10 years time?