This past weekend was the Mid-Placement Retreat. It officially marked my halfway point in Malawi. Has it really been that long?
The last few days filled me up with so many ideas, dear memories, and now I feel myself overflowing with inspiration and motivation.
Their sources are each and every individual with whom I had the privilege to interact, chat, and share a good laugh. Especially the Long Term Fellows (LTFs). Not that they were especially more awesome than everyone else.
The JFs inspire me as peers. They motivate me to do my best in my current capacity. The venture leaders inspire me in their level of commitment and capacity to manage people at heights that I couldn’t even dream of reaching at this moment. People who did not fit into any of the categories inspire me to be accepting and more adventurous in my efforts to connect with people.
But the LTFs… To me they are the people who I aspire to become more like in the future. The near future as I wrap up my Bachelor’s in the coming school year. They are incredible – commitment only surpassed by the passion that fuels their work ethics. At the same time, I can still relate to them. Recent graduates. Young professionals. The difference is in their choices after University. The experiences that fashioned them at this same time of my life.
When I first came to Malawi, I was looking for some answers. “Is development work what I really want to pursue? Can it be more to me than just a degree?”
The cosmos haven’t sent me a sign and as far as I know, my tea leaves mean little more than compost. And that’s okay.
Because the path to the supreme awesomeness that is an LTF seems to begin with what I am doing here in Malawi. And continuously fuelling that growth by reaching more and more outside my comfort zone. And maybe one day, hopefully someday, I will emerge into the light of a new day as a beautiful butterfly! (I just built it up so much that I didn’t know where to go afterwards…)
But seriously. Halfway point. I’m still growing. And I’m glad to be here. ^_^
Today’s Culture Shock: People complain less here. They still complain about politicians and how the government should do more but when it comes to minor inconveniences like standing on the bus for 4 hours, people don’t really make a fuss (or they do and I just don’t understand it).