Growing Up In A Boarding School
I spent my entire school career in a boarding school, where I was expected to look after myself from Grade 2, at the tender age of 8, until I graduated in Grade 12. I remember when I started boarding school during the second term…
Postnatal care seems to go hand in hand with the familiar scent of Dettol, the warmth of pap, and the soft puff of dusting powder. But once a child is born, not every mother steps into celebration; some step into waiting rooms, where the air is heavy with exhaustion,…
Imagine this: a wide, clear blue African sky above you with the horizon that disappears behind the green hills and mountains, in a village filled with old, interesting stories passed down through generations. This is where I come from. My roots are fixed deep in the red most fertile…
You wake up, not because you want to, but because the light creeping through the curtains demands it. The weight of the night clings to you like a suffocating blanket, leaving you paralyzed, unable to shake the darkness that’s been following you for so long. You lie there, staring…
I was not born into wealth, but I was born with something far greater: a vision.
From a young age, I refused to believe that riches should measure happiness. Instead, I dreamed of a world where kindness and purpose defined success.
Growing up in Africa, I saw the need for change,…
“I began my journey as a dreamer—curious, passionate, and deeply rooted in the desire to uplift others. Even as a child, I was known for always advising my siblings, often misunderstood as being “too forward”. But my intentions were always anchored in love, wisdom beyond my years, and an…
My name is Valencia, and I’m an advocate for climate change from Lusaka, Zambia. In 2024, my family faced financial struggles that forced us to move to a shanty compound. It was during this time that a severe drought hit, and I witnessed firsthand how my community suffered. People…
Akira was a young girl who grew up in a poor neighborhood. Her childhood was marked by violence, abuse, and neglect. Her parents were addicted to drugs, often engaging in violent fights.
Akira recalled the sound of her parents’ screams, the smell of smoke and alcohol, and the overwhelming feeling…