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The Boy Who Harnessed the Wind: Creating Currents of Electricity and Hope

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William Kamkwamba
William Kamkwamba

William Kamkwamba, born on August 5, 1987, is an inventor and engineer from Malawi. He gained fame for his creation of a windmill using scrap materials and self-taught knowledge in rural Malawi, which brought electricity to his village. more

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“أكره الخيام! أكره رمزيتها! هي ليست منزلًا وهي ليست بوطن! هي تمنعنا من النظر إلى النجوم ولا تعطينا أرضًا مريحة للنوم. ماذا لو كان هناك دولة لشعوب الخيام! هل سيسكن زعيم تلك الدولة بخيمة أم داخل قصر؟ هل سيقدر على الإحساس بمشاكل وهموم شعبه من قصره؟ وهل ستكون له القدرة لإصلاح حال شعبه إن كان هو أيضًا يعيش بخيمة مثلهم؟! ربما نحن لا نليق لأن نكون كتلة منظمة! ربما نحن مثل بثور على البشرة! ماذا تفعل أدوية ومراهم البثور؟ هل تعمل على إزالة البثور من على الجلد تمامًا؟ أم أنها تحول البثور إلى جلد سليم؟”

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Book:خيوط غير مرغوب فيها
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“هل الجوع سبب أم نتيجة؟ هل الجوع هو الذي يمنعنا من تطوير أنفسنا وأماكن سكننا؟ هل هو السد الذي يقف أمام بنائنا للمدارس وتعليم الأطفال؟ أللجوع نُعزي عدم إنشائنا للمستشفيات والعيادات الطبية؟ أم نحن جائعون لأننا لم نقدر على تعليم أنفسنا من البداية؟”

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“With the money my mother earned from selling cakes, my father cut a deal with Mangochi and bought one pail of maize. My mother took it to the mill, saved half the flour for us, and used the rest for more cakes. We did this every day, taking enough to eat and selling the rest. It was enough to provide our one blob of nsima each night, along with some pumpkin leaves. It was practically nothing, yet knowing it would be there somehow made the hunger less painful. "As long as we can stay in business," my father said, "we'll make it through. Our profit is that we live.”

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“Papa, why are you selling our goats? I like these goats." "A week ago the price was five hundred, now it's four hundred. I'm sorry, but we can't wait for it go any lower." Mankhalala and the others were tied by their front legs with a long rope. When my father started down the trail, they stumbled and began to cry. They knew their future. Mankhalala looked back, as if telling me to help him. Even Khamba whined and barked a few times, pleading their case. But I had to let them down. What could I do? My family had to eat.”

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