At the ripe age of 21, I have figured out my life plan: when Im graduating, what job am going to get, what the colour of my front door at my new townhouse will look like and of course, my outfit choices for the next season. Yes, I’m a boss-lady.
That would suck (majorly) if such was the nature of my existence.
At the tender age of 21, I am about 12 months shy of completing my first university degree. Big deal, huh? Except, many times, I have asked myself what next and I promise- I can almost hear the crickets quickly assemble their award-winning choir to perform their top hit- The Loudest Silence.
I am intimidated by Invisibile Children. *phew* I said it.
Just imagine: you come from a country where you were born into a war, grew up looking at images of women and men with chopped mouths and ears adorning the front pages of the newspapers, hear word of peace talk after peace talk, pray for Kony to realize his wrongs at church. . .the list is endless. By the way, all that is happening some hundreds of kilometers away from your comfortable flat on the outskirts of Kampala. In your mind, it’s such a big and distant war that what could you possibly do to make a difference to stop it, anyway? Nothing, you say. And carry on about your life.
Meanwhile…. someone out there is making moves, heeee! Made friends with a victim of the war, snapped a few pics here and there, shot a video, contacted a few people, started a movement, relentlessly learnt about the war, got people hungry about justice around the world, rallied with hundreds to get the Obama administration to send troops to assist your country’s army, and got internet users around the GLOBE to know about this war. Im talking about KONY2012.
The Lord’s Resistance Army just got boatloads of new enemies. It’s Kony vs. The World. I bet you he’s inside his tent singing: “Ayyyyeeeeeeee, look at me now!”
Myself and other Ugandans living south of Gulu district have stood by for years…watching. Waiting- for who, I couldn’t tell you. Is it desensitization? Could it be that I-don’t-care-attitude? Or even the cringeworthy let-the-NGO-fix-it reason? While I am embarrassed that not very many efforts mushroomed to help our fellow Ugandans, I am aware that today is not too late to make brand new. (Notice the Taylor Swift lyrics) My only critique with Invisible Children is not involving Ugandans in schools across other areas of Uganda in this fight. Getting the rest of the world to care is awesome, but teaching the people of Uganda these cool ways of activism would be crazy awesome and better. I would HATE for people to think Ugandans are dependent on outside sources to do anything substantial. In many ways, it’s true. But, it’s imperative that we reverse this trend. Not just for Uganda, but for the rest of the developing world. African solutions to African challenges is a stepping stone to a crack-less foundation.
Don’t just sit there! Dream BIG.