I grew up in a village that did not have electricity, and as children we dreaded the hour just before dark because it would be a long time before we would see light again. Incidentally this time is known as the golden hour in photography circles and as the magic hour in cinematography. Light always meant hope for us at the village, we felt safe, protected and energized.
One day while sitting in class in school the teacher came in with a list and called out names, asking those on the list to leave the school immediately and to not come back until all the school fees balances were cleared. One of the children who was on the list cried so hard that we all cried along, as we had seen her heartbreak each time she was sent home. She knew that there was no one at home to pay the required fees. That was the first time I experienced darkness in broad daylight, and the start of my walk towards community work.
All around us there are children who need help, who need someone to shine a light and give them the golden hour, lest it becomes the start of a dark life.
That is why I signed up to volunteer at Maji Mazuri right after my college education, and is also the reason why 9 years later I still participate as Maji Mazuri shines a light in the lives of needy children who have no homes, or opportunities to go to school, children who are trapped in darkness waiting for us to shine a light.
– Janet Kabue