The Philosophy of a Village Boy – Reflections on knowledge, science, spirituality, identity, and life, from a man whose questions began in the village

Post 16: The Handwritten CV

On my last day at university, I submitted the final corrected version of my mini-thesis. I was done. Before leaving, I met another friend. He was also a village boy, from Tshikhudini. Let me call him my second friend. While I had been doing Honours, he had been finishing some…
Post 15: Do We Just Let His Efforts Go to Waste?

My Honours graduation was approaching, but there was one problem. The university had withheld my results because of the unpaid debt. My grandmother became worried. She asked me: “What are we going to do now?” I didn’t have an answer. “I really don’t know.” A couple of weeks later, she…
Post 14: A Plan Built on Hours We Had Not Yet Worked

Continuing with Honours was within my control. Paying for it was not. The scholarship that had supported my undergraduate studies did not extend to postgraduate study. Registration for honours was also expensive. But I was not alone now. I had a friend from university who was also a village boy,…
Post 13: The Hidden Cost of Getting Your First Job

When I previously wrote about the financial burden of taking on a new job, I only touched briefly on something I think deserves deeper reflection. We often assume that going to university or college, obtaining a qualification and graduating will solve the problem. For many young people, particularly those from…
Post 12: Was It Really a Change of Heart?

Looking back at the last few posts, one question keeps coming back to me. What actually changed? During my matric year, I had reached rock bottom in terms of family support. My school fees were unpaid, resources were almost nonexistent, and much of what I needed simply could not be…

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