The Philosophy of a Village Boy
Ideas shaped by the village. Questions tested against the world.
The Philosophy of a Village Boy explores knowledge, science, African spirituality, indigenous thought, identity, and the territory between experience and evidence.
The financial relief I received during my Master’s changed what was possible. Towards the end of my master’s first year, I was still working on the municipal street-cleaning and greening project. My first year of master’s study overlapped with the second year of that project, and the two-year contract we…
A Reflection on Posts 13–19 Looking back at Posts 13 to 19, I keep returning to the saying “hard work pays.” I believe in hard work. But looking at my own journey, I am not convinced that hard work alone is enough. There must be something you are working towards.…
I had finally registered for my Master’s at North-West University, Mafikeng Campus. Registration solved one problem, but it didn’t solve the one that had followed me throughout this journey: I still couldn’t afford to relocate. Fortunately, my Master’s was by research. There were no regular classes that required me to be…
The municipality gave me a lifeline, but not yet financial freedom. The stipend was not enough to solve the problem that had prevented me from applying for internships and entry-level positions in the first place. Then, towards the end of the year or early the following year, I received another…
After submitting our handwritten CVs, nothing happened immediately. Our names were far down the municipality’s volunteer list. We had seen that ourselves. But whenever my friend and I happened to be in town, we developed a habit. We went to the municipality. We would ask whether there had been any…