I remember standing just a few steps away from the stage, my heart beating faster than usual, my hands slightly shaking as I held my notes. At that moment, it wasn’t just about me anymore....
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I remember gripping the microphone, the room suddenly too quiet, my heartbeat louder than the applause that had just faded. In that moment, it wasn’t just a pitch; it was everything. If I failed to...
I remember vividly, as if it were yesterday, the day I received an email from the CorpsAfrica office informing me that our project had been selected to be pitched. A huge smile spread across my...
That question stayed with me throughout my time in Kachekula. Every day, I watched women wake up early, work hard, and do everything they could to support their families. They sold vegetables by the roadside,...
I remember sitting alone in my room days before Pitch Day, staring at my notes and trying to imagine myself standing in front of that audience. Every time I pictured it, fear would take over....
They say a single seed holds the potential to feed a village, but in the heart of our community, it’s doing so much more. As a CorpsAfrica Volunteer, I’ve witnessed many projects, but few are...
As a CorpsAfrica Volunteer, I arrived in my community with a willingness to serve, but I had no knowledge of gardening. My deployment was just beginning, and I was about to embark on a journey...
On one of my community integration door-to-door visits I met a kind woman skilled in weaving. I found her seated quietly, strips of reed gathered beside her, her hands moving with a familiarity shaped by...
The first thing that welcomes you into Tharaka Nithi County is a simple arch bearing the words “A Haven of Value Addition.” When I first passed beneath it, I read the slogan and moved on,...
When I first met my project team after being selected in their respective VSL groups, I had mixed feelings. We were strangers brought together by a shared mission, but we came with different personalities, expectations,...
