Tomorrow’s leaders

31

Originally posted on Friday, 31st March.
‘Real time story (stories?)’

Today we had the last Angaza (literacy program) session of the term..
Before heading over to the school we work with, I had a meeting with an Education consultant who has decades of experience. She is quite intelligent and exposed and yet she has the unique ability to make you feel like she is learning from you; all the while being warm and humourous.
Do you also get that feeling when you meet someone and wish you met them way earlier in life? She makes me feel that way. We spoke about a wide range of topics. I told her I was considering doing training to become an educator. Guess what, she mentioned a school that is coming up and is willing to recruit professionals in different fields and then train them. (Is this you? Get in touch) I have always thought teachers have a huge impact on our lives (bad or good) and perhaps I can get a chance to impact young minds. This is an exciting prospect and even if it doesn’t materialise now, I know its time will come and I will look back like ‘remember when this was only a mere thought?’

Well, when we got to Merowa Primary School,the energy was crazy. I was wondering ‘who can be this energised at 2:30pm on a hot Friday afternoon?’ Well the children were.
We had different professionals speaking to the children about art, medicine,journalism,photography, law and entrepreneurship. Unfortunately, our policeman speaker got stuck in traffic and couldn’t make it. I must confess, I was excited about the children’s potential excitement when he took them through drills and such. I hope I shall be present for when he can make it.

The children were excitable. Grace even had them do a mock presentation of News during her journalism talk and it was awesome!
It was amazing to note that some of the children came out of their shells even if they were sometimes withdrawn during our sessions.
Another outstanding moment for me was when I met volunteers who had no idea who I was. Most of them had joined weeks after orientation and thus we had not met before.
Sharon’s jaw dropped as she asked a volunteer, *Ali “You mean you don’t know the founder?” He was so unruffled and went on to explain that he had volunteered twice at the school and never seen ‘Esther’ there. He was right!
My smile was so big while Sharon stared at me in shock. After he walked off we discussed this encounter. Frankly, I was really glad. Most of the volunteers had responded to a call we made but Ali didn’t. He found out about quiz night but failed to make it so when he saw a tweet about our sessions, he made his way. Not because he knew anyone, not because of FOMO but because he genuinely wanted to impact children’s lives. This is what it is about.
That is what I have always dreamt of, that 4040 will get wings and fly so far that it is no longer attributed; for us to have a network of change agents anywhere and everywhere,who are driven by purpose and social impact; for young people(especially) to be motivated to do more for their communities not because they are called to, but because there is need. Period.

Ali is pursuing a medical degree at Makerere University and spoke passionately during his presentation, about dreams,freedom to change/tweak them and the need to be unapologetic about who you are.
I was engulfed by too many feels.

As if that wasn’t enough, when i walked out of class, one of the nursery school teachers, *Anne, opened up to me.
She explained that as a struggling single mother she couldn’t even give her children the education provided by this school. Her children are under the care of her mother in Pallisa. When I asked about the children’s father, she broke down into tears. How to give her a hug when the little children were pulling at my sleeves and craving attention😦
Anne told me that she got into teaching because her parents could no longer afford her school fees after S.4 and a nursery teaching course was the most her sponsor could fund.
Perhaps if she had had career guidance and the support of people like our volunteers, she could have pursued her dreams.

I left in reflective mode with some mixed feelings,and an incredibly FULL heart.
March has been unkind in many ways but it certainly had a worthwhile ending.

Here is wishing you a productive, peaceful and meaningful April. May you have the strength to hold on even when you feel like giving up..and may it all be worth it, even if it comes out packaged differently from what you imagined.

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