You’re a failure. You can’t lead people. You can’t even motivate them.” Those words weren’t whispered—they were hurled at me, loud and clear, by someone I once worked under. Someone I respected. I smiled and...
With a background in nutrition and livelihoods, Martin Twesigye had already witnessed the power of community-led development. But he desired to work even more closely at the grassroots level, which led him to join CorpsAfrica....
Moving to Malawi as a CorpsAfrica volunteer has been one of the most transformative experiences of my life. Leaving Kenya, my homeland, was not just a geographical shift—it was a cultural and emotional journey that...
When I boarded my flight from Rwanda to Senegal, I was filled with excitement, anticipation, and a thousand questions. What would it feel like to leave the land of a thousand hills for the sandy...
Karonga, a sun-scorched district in northern Malawi, had been brought to its knees by months of merciless heat. The December rains had briefly awakened hope as farmers rushed to plant rice and other crops in...
Having followed CorpsAfrica/Kenya for a while on social media, I was deeply impressed by their impactful work in empowering communities and driving development through the active participation of youth. Their mission resonated strongly with me,...
In the rural village of Kenteri Kebele, Oromia Region, Ethiopia, clean water once felt like a luxury. Women and children trekked over an hour each day to fetch water from contaminated springs, ponds, and rivers,...
The day I arrived in the community, the air was hot and thick, the hum of life simply lived. Crossing my hands, I was greeted by wide smiles and curious eyes. I had come as...
Agriculture, in its most environmentally-friendly form, is today more than just a means of providing food. It embodies a way of reconnecting men to the earth, of cultivating not only plants but also sustainable values....
I had never imagined Christmas festivals away from my mother’s matrimony! The absence of familiar sights, football tournaments everywhere, and more importantly the sound of family laughter have left me with an unexpected void. But...
