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THE POWER OF BECOMING
My junior school years were a stretch of lessons that went far beyond the classroom. From Form 1 through Form 3, I balanced growing up in a noisy new village, adjusting to a fuller household, and rising through the ranks at school. I was always a confident student, smart, outspoken, and constantly in the top 10. I led morning assembly songs, served as a class monitress, and kept my head held high even when others tried to dim my light. I faced bullying for my big lips, and though it hurt, I stood up for myself –sometimes with words, sometimes with fists. My mother never heard of those fights; they stayed between me and the battleground that was school. Junior school shaped me in ways no textbook ever could.
By Gundo March 6 months ago in Chapters
THE POWER OF BECOMING
In 2010, everything changed. I had just completed Standard 7 at the end of 2009 and was leaving Kanngwe, a place where I had stayed for my primary education–to move to Mmathethe, my true home village. While Kanngwe had shaped me deeply, this was a return to my roots. But it wasn’t just about location. It was a new phase of life: new home, new school, new environment ,and a different kind of rhythm.
By Gundo March 6 months ago in Chapters
THE POWER OF BECOMING
Even as a child, I carried something ,a quiet, pulsing sense that I was meant for something more. Not more in the worldly sense, but more in spirit. More depth. More meaning. More purpose. I didn’t know what to call it at the time, but I could feel it deep inside me, like a hidden seed waiting for its moment to bloom.
By Gundo March 6 months ago in Chapters
THE POWER OF BECOMING
I was raised in a happy home. Not perfect, but full of warmth, the kind of home where love showed up in quiet ways: in the smell of simmering porridge, the hush of early-morning chores, and the silent pride of those who raised me. While my mother worked tirelessly in the city to build a life for my sister and I, I grew up under the care of her uncle and his wife; a couple who didn’t just take us in, but poured themselves into raising us right.Did I mention that they raised my mom too?(they are her adoptive parents).
By Gundo March 6 months ago in Confessions
THE POWER OF BECOMING
We live in a world that celebrates the finish line, a world that is obsessed with arriving. We are taught to chase the finish line, to strive for the big reveal-the job, the recognition, the polished version of ourselves. The “I’ve made it” moment. We often overlook the beauty of the in-between. The part where we're not quite "there" but no longer where we used to be. The part where growth feels messy, invisible and uncertain. But lately i've started to understand that the real magic — the real transformation — happens in the in-between. .
By Gundo March 9 months ago in Motivation
