21ST CENTURY MODEL

A reflection on Ms. Choolwe Moyo

๐—•๐—˜๐—”๐—จ๐—ง๐—ฌ ๐—ช๐—œ๐—ง๐—› ๐—•๐—ฅ๐—”๐—œ๐—ก๐—ฆ
gัฮฑฯฒั”ฦ’ฯ…โ„“ & gฮฟโ„“โˆ‚ั”n ฯฒะฝฮฟฮฟโ„“ฯ‰ั” ะผฮฟฮณฮฟ

By Makani Justine

Have you ever had a dream so realistic such that even upon waking up you still remain glued to it’s intensity? While some people may not have experienced such dreams first hand, some people have been privileged to live their dreams. Born in Lusaka’s University Teaching Hospital (UTH) and having been raised in the Capital City, Choolwe Moyo has set exemplary and thrilling standards in her life becoming an instant model to most young people.

Pride of her mother.


โ„Œ๐”ฆ๐”ค๐”ฅ ๐”–๐” ๐”ฅ๐”ฌ๐”ฌ๐”ฉ ๐”‡๐”ž๐”ถ๐”ฐ
Since her early stages in life, Ms. Moyo has had a unique passion and hobby unlike most youths; reading and studying. Whereas some young people only study when threatened with withdrawal of incentives, she has taken studying as a serious hobby. While in her high school days, Choolwe proved to be a force to reckon with bagging many prestigeous awards at the reputable school Njase Girls (2014-2016 intake). Having married the passion of studying and reading, she graduated High School with a genuine Eight (8) points to the delight of her guardians, siblings and teachers. Although she was grateful for the marks obtained, she still felt a bit sad as her objective to attain Six (6) points was missed with a close shave.

Determination & Perserverence Pays!


Within her first attempt of applying, the University of Zambia (UNZA) which is Zambia’s biggest and most renouned learning institution enrolled the “golden” Ms. Choolwe Moyo. This was the genesis of her journey in Law. Since 2019, she has devoted her time to the pen and paper only. Her desire is to graduate her course as an outstanding student and later get admitted to the ‘Bar’, serving the country as a faithful and professional female Lawyer to the best of her abilities.


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As a first born, Ms. Moyo has done everything within her means to set an example to her younger siblings. When contacted for a comment by Young Vibrant Writers media team, Ms. Choolwe’s siblings Lushomo Moyo & Chikondi Daka spoke highly of their elder sibling, a sign that the bond is not merely present but strong. According to the siblings,

“Choolwe is very determined, ambitious, career/goal oriented, very smart (wise), speaks less and is hard working (academically). They further alluded to the fact that she is also prayerful, cheerful, a reserved person, has a positive mindset and thinks outside the box(widely) as she is never distracted.”

Lushomo Moyo & Chikondi Daka


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The ‘beauty queen’ and ‘book worm’ Choolwe Moyo continues to pursue her dreams as a Fourth (4th)Year Law student at UNZA. If only many more youths would become passionate to serve their country and save their family from hardships, Zambia would develop to greater heights. The story of Ms. Choolwe is not just inspiring but remains a benchmark that a girl child can be anything that a boy child can. To those who manufacture balloons, the sky is the limit but for those who manufacture planes, there is more to life than the sky. As Young Vibrant Writers, we continue monitoring the progress of the innovative and versatile Choolwe with hopes that the sky won’t limit her progress.

Choolwe Moyo’s proud mother.


โ„ญ๐”ฌ๐”ซ๐”ค๐”ฏ๐”ž๐”ฑ๐”ฒ๐”ฉ๐”ž๐”ฑ๐”ฆ๐”ฌ๐”ซ๐”ฐ โ„ญ๐”ฅ๐”ฌ๐”ฌ๐”ฉ๐”ด๐”ข
๐Ÿ…ต๐Ÿ…พ๐Ÿ† ๐Ÿ…ผ๐Ÿ…ฐ๐Ÿ…บ๐Ÿ…ธ๐Ÿ…ฝ๐Ÿ…ถ
๐Ÿ…ธ๐Ÿ†ƒ ๐Ÿ†ƒ๐Ÿ…พ ๐Ÿ†ˆ๐Ÿ…พ๐Ÿ†„๐Ÿ† 4๐Ÿ†ƒ๐Ÿ…ท ๐Ÿ†ˆ๐Ÿ…ด๐Ÿ…ฐ๐Ÿ† ๐Ÿ…พ๐Ÿ…ต ๐Ÿ…ป๐Ÿ…ฐ๐Ÿ†† ๐Ÿ†‚๐Ÿ†ƒ๐Ÿ†„๐Ÿ…ณ๐Ÿ†ˆ!

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Iconic “Mbuyasboy Nation”

It is every child’s dream to grow up into an adult who can make independent decisions from that of guardians. This however wasn’t the case for one iconic young man. Mbuyasboy Nation whose birth name is Mike Muwowo born on 11 March, 1995 in Napundwe area of Kabwe district, Zambia. Unlike some youths, he grew up nurturing the teachings of his parents and also hoped to grow into an adult whose life would be a reflection of what he learnt from them.

In worst of cases, his parents answered the Lord’s call while he was still young. He was therefore raised under the custody of his grandmother and grandfather whom he fondly loved. In his native language, grandparents are known as mbuya hence his stage name Mbuya’s Boy Nation. The choice to adopt this stage name was fully a sign of how his grandparents took over the mantle of inculcating good morals in him.

Today, Mbuyasboy Nation is an icon to most youths in Kabwe especially those in the ghetto compound of Makululu where he was raised. Despite the rampant challenges faced in his community such as drug abuse, criminality and illiteracy, Mike Muwowo chose not to indulge himself in any of the wrong vices instead fought against all odds and obtained a diploma in Secondary Teaching at Paglory University where he graduated with a Merit.

He chose to use music as his source of influence to other youths to help them stay on the positive lane of life and refrain from illegal activities. One of the most celebrated songs off his long list of songs is Ngachatulika (when it’s time for breakthrough) which encourages people to be patient and hopeful for a day when their miracle shall be. This song did and still plays as the fan favourite song on one of the most celebrated and innovative radio stations in Kabwe KNC Radio. Mbuyasboy Nation is amongst the iconic artists expected to grace the stage during the Kabwe Trap Fest music festival on the night of 25th September, 2021.

Despite been unemployed by the government, Mike Muwowo has continued to use his gift as a drum player at his St’ Peters UCZ Church (Kabwe) as well as being a celebrated artist to encourage others. He has also taken time to be a fashionist so as to inspire change among the youthful population. His longing is to see a society that values individual talents and upholds morality.

For more inspiring moves in the life of Mike Muwowo, it would only be wise to follow his social media platforms (YouTube and Facebook) all at mbuyasboy Nation or reach him on +260970388332.

Pictures of Mbuyasboy Nation

As young Vibrant Writers, we can only wish him the very best of this and the life to come.

By: Justine Makani

Jasmine’s Broken heart!

MUST READ: JASMINE’S BROKEN HEART! BY: MAKANI JUSTINE —————————-

The following is a personal based experience of the founder of “#Young_Vibrant_Writers” club who attended secondary school at the above named institution and later went back as a member of staff (teacher). He explains his joys, observations and challenges. —————————-

๐Ÿ””Working up early in the morning to attend class always left me with thoughts as a young boy. I wondered why I needed to wake up so early everyday regardless of the weather. I knew the value of education still so such thoughts were not inspired by hatred for learning but by the long distance supposed to be covered when going to and from the school. At no point did I realise that this was a training๐Ÿ”จ๐Ÿ”ฉ on how I would have to walk and behave as a professional. —————————-

Teaching at Jasmine Boys Secondary school was worth a diamond ๐Ÿ’Ž and half. On my first day as a teacher, while the school manager did my introduction, I was received with a wild uproar from learners who cheered and shouted “emunesu uyo”, “twangala nankwe” (Literary meaning, “he is our friend”, “we play with him ” respectively). The school manager asked me to step in front and introduce myself. Each step I put fourth caused more uproar and jubilation on the part of learners. I went ahead and greeted them with ease. I still wondered why they uttered those words when I knew only a margin of them. Later I realised they had identified me as one of them. They had with whatever means judged that I wasn’t far fetched from them, which stands in as the gospel truth. I was indeed a product of the same school, a pupil who once stood the grounds they occupied. It was with this view that I took them as friends. I decided to nurture them and not teach as nature required me to.

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The biggest challenge came in with the members of staff (majority of which were my former teachers). With great wisdom, they expected me to behave towards them as one of them. They opened up ways for me to be free with them but, were those same ways not enough to make me feel guilty and limited ? They were. It is never easy in our culture to call your elder as friend unless you are cousins. How then Would I fit in the staff room where the majority are my parents? When the male folk stayed at an old tuck shop, how would I blend in and listen to their stories without closing my ears or answer their personal questions which seemed sensitive? Were they going to judge me as their former learner or as a fellow member of staff? I kept wondering. Was I man enough to sit in the midst of Mr. Mbale, Mr. Mukobe, Mr. Ntinga, Mr. Njobvu, Mr. Mumbi to mention only a few? Was I ready to sit in the presence of my former class teacher Ms Sakala (now Mrs), Mrs Shalupa , Mrs Moonga, Mrs P. M. Kifwabantu (also deputy vice chancellor administration for Paglory University) and the rest of the women of substance and influence? It was time to be built as an individual.

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While most of my friends would say the school may have declined in academic performance. It is my response that the problem isn’t with the school but it’s with our country. Just like many of us back then, the school has a good number of learners coming from shanty compounds of Makululu, Magandanyama, Kawama, poor urban mine area etc. It is suffice to say I too grew up in those areas but the major question should be, is the country’s economy still accessible to people in such areas as those days? Surely not. Things have drastically changed.

๐Ÿ“ŒBusiness lately has declined as people opt to buy things online except for daily needs, making some guardians stranded.

๐Ÿ“ŒThere is too much illicit behaviour in communities near by which go unmonitored in reality yet solved on paper. This entices some learners to join in, hence poor academic performance.

๐Ÿ“ŒThe poor parents on the streets in the tag of vendors have been chased. Although it’s done for sanitary purposes in town and our streets, some parents no longer have sources of income to provide for their families. In absence of resources:

โžกChildren are poorly fed. This reduces their concentration levels ultimately leading to failure.

โžกChildren are forced to abscond from school so that they venture into activities to give them coins.

โžกSome boys engage in drug and alcohol abuse thinking they will reduce the pressure.

โžกDue to hunger and hardship, some learners become stubborn and rebellious to law and authority.

โžกlearners are deprived of basic needs such as reading materials and other stationery.

โš Remember that the few learners going through the above have the ability to influence those coming from moderate or high income homes. If not, the latter may even be another source of depression for those in the lower category.

๐Ÿ“ŒThe school also receives learners with minimal marks as the best in most cases are sent to bigger schools. As a professional teacher, we believe all children can learn but the problem is, can they learn to the extent of passing or simply learn to acquire a few skills?

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I know this is neither the first nor the only school with these challenges. To all those aspiring To Help schools as my dear school, here are a few tips;

๐Ÿ’กStop blaming people around you, start building them by providing helpful checks and balances.

๐Ÿ’กStart by providing basic necessities such as clothing, uniforms and stationery before providing laboratories, libraries, computer labs etc

๐Ÿ’กinspire learners by leading as an example in your field. Let learners see success in you before you ask them to be successful.

๐Ÿ’กDo not be too ambitious, history teaches that all those who were too ambitious overlooked their financial muscles leading to abandonment of projects.

๐Ÿ’กDo not aspire to change the situation alone, involve others too.

๐Ÿ’กremember that every good cause should never be seen as punishment, the rewards are higher than the costs.

๐Ÿ’กDo not wait for others to start, be the ignition so that others can roll.

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I am glad because you have read. This becomes my first step too and together we can change what we can. It’s not the infrastructure that is broken, it’s the heart of learners.

๐Ÿ†“spirit

๐Ÿงacting to the maximum

๐Ÿ†•generation writings

๐Ÿ”–Writeup by ๐Ÿ–ŠMakani Justine

On behalf of

๐Ÿ“Young vibrant writers

๐Ÿ“ง get interactive with me via

๐Ÿ“ฒblessedmakani@gmail.com

๐Ÿค๐Ÿ˜‡Blessed to bless!

LAUGHTER

You do not need to spend millions to make someone happy. Just your presence and commitment towards the relationship you have with someone is enough to spark miracles.

Be conscious of how much your actions are influential on other people. Giving out love is the best way to quench ‘hurt’ and ‘hate’ in someone.

A listening ear is worth than a healing hand. Love unconditionally.

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#blessed_to_bless.

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LIFE INSIDE MY VILLAGE CLAY POT.

BY:JUSTINE MAKANI.

INTRODUCTION

For so long I wondered what life meant. I longed to find a definition that would describe everything I have gone through; everything the people around me passed through. The scholarly definitions gave me theoretical descriptions which to some extent left me with much thirst for a better one. I still haven’t found that one definition but I have found that one best description, life is as good as the clay pot in my village. Look โžก forward to seeing my next articles which will explain the characteristics of my village clay pot in relation to life*