Kibwe Kuwa
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"Storyteller, Advocate, and Voice for Change. I’m a passionate storyteller who writes to connect readers with the heart of pressing issues. These stories are more than words—they’re a call to reflect, connect, and spark change."
Stories (7)
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The Secret of the Old Oak Tree
When Ally turned 87, the world outside her window seemed to move faster than ever. She lived alone in the quaint house she'd shared with her late husband, Roe, surrounded by the memories of their long, joyful life together. But one thing remained constant—a majestic oak tree that stood proudly in her backyard. Its roots, as deep as the memories she cherished, had been a silent witness to her life's journey.
By Kibwe Kuwaabout a year ago in Longevity
Less to Hold, More to Live
Ally sat in her small apartment, surrounded by boxes she hadn’t opened in years. They were filled with things she once thought she’d need, items she’d spent years collecting: trendy clothes, sentimental knick-knacks, gadgets, and old books that she kept “just in case.” She had everything, yet somehow, she felt weighed down. Every shelf was full, every closet packed, but there was an emptiness that she couldn’t shake.
By Kibwe Kuwaabout a year ago in Longevity
"A Ray of Hope"
Lesie had always loved her small town, nestled between the mountains and open fields. The community was close-knit, and life moved at a simple pace. But over the past few years, she had noticed something troubling. The weather was changing in ways she couldn’t ignore: hotter summers, drier winters, and storms that seemed to bring more destruction each season. Fields where wildflowers once bloomed were now barren patches, and the town’s river, once a steady lifeline, was thinning into a mere trickle. The words "climate change" had once felt distant, but now it was something she felt every day.
By Kibwe Kuwaabout a year ago in Earth
"Rising Tides, Fading Hopes"
Ally spent her entire life on the coastline. Her family’s small fishing cottage, nestled against the beach, had stood for generations. Every sunrise over the ocean felt like an unspoken promise: that this life, built on salt air and steady waves, would last forever. But lately, things were changing. And for the first time, that promise felt fragile.
By Kibwe Kuwaabout a year ago in Earth
"A Taste of Home"
Joyce ran her fingers over the vibrant kale leaves, the deep green hue shining under the morning sun. She had never imagined she'd be here—standing on a small organic farm, surrounded by rows of vegetables. Food had always been a convenience for her: something quick, wrapped in plastic, ready to go. But now, standing in the soil, she realized how far she’d drifted from where her food came from.
By Kibwe Kuwaabout a year ago in Longevity
"Seeds of Change"
Ally had always loved the smell of fresh coffee. Each morning, the rich aroma filled her small apartment, marking the start of her day. But as she stood in her kitchen, spooning coffee grounds into a paper filter, her eyes fell on the bin overflowing with single-use plastic packaging and food waste. Something felt off. The comforting routine was tainted by a nagging sense of guilt that had been building for months.
By Kibwe Kuwaabout a year ago in Earth
"Harvest of Uncertainty"
For generations, the lush fields of Green Hollow had been the pride of its people. Situated in the fertile heartland of a once-thriving agricultural region, the town was built around the rhythms of the seasons. Spring was for planting, summer for tending, and autumn for the great harvest festivals, where farmers would display their bountiful crops with pride, their hands calloused from work but their hearts full of satisfaction. But as time wore on, an invisible force began to unravel the delicate balance that sustained their livelihood—climate change.
By Kibwe Kuwaabout a year ago in Earth
