For those who aren't in the reading-a-blog mood and just want to give money and go on with their days, here's the punchline: http://tzreads.org/projects/education-for-liberation/
And now, a little blog post that will hopefully inspire you to donate:
The other day, my friend Kim mentioned that she had been
born with a deformity that was fixed by wearing leg braces during the first
6 months of life. I was pretty surprised to hear that—Kim is one of the best and
most passionate athletes I know, finishing half marathons in less than 1.30 and
competing in Iron Man races for fun. She commented that she doesn’t know what
kind of person she would be if she had grown up in Tanzania, where her easily
fixed deformity would have turned her into a life-long cripple. She can't imagine an alternative life where she wouldn't have been able to become an
athlete.
It’s similar to how I feel about my passion for books and
learning. In a lot of ways, I define myself by my love of school and my ability
to get so lost in a book that hours go by like seconds. Being “book smart” is
part of who I am. As is the fact that I was able to attend one of the best colleges in America and succeed there. But like Kim, I was born with a deformity—actually, a couple—that
would have made me an entirely different person if I were raised in a Tanzanian
village. I have imperfect eyesight, corrected with glasses, and I was born with
a lazy eye that was corrected with surgery when I was a child. I have also
struggled with attention deficit disorder for my entire life.
Combined, these abnormalities would have doomed me in a bookless Tanzanian classroom. I wouldn’t be able to see the board, and even if I could,
I probably wouldn’t be able to pay attention long enough to copy down the
information carefully and properly. I’ve always been the kind of student who
needs to study at my own pace, which might be faster or slower than a teacher’s
lecture. I succeeded in school because I was able to study out of books. Without books, I am sure I would have failed. Here
in the village, students are lucky if they get to consult a book once during
their time in school. There are so few copies of the textbooks that students
will often end up sharing one book for 15 students, or just listen to the
teachers read aloud from the only copy.
When I look at my students here in the village, I see kids
failing not because they are stupid but because their learning style isn’t
catered to in a place where close attention to a teacher's lecture is the only learning option. But what if it didn’t
have to be that way? What if we could provide enough textbooks that even ADD
kids with crappy eyesight had a fighting chance at success?
Get excited, because that’s
exactly what we’re going to do. And you’re going to help me. Yes, you. Click on
the link below to see my fundraising page for Tanzania Reads, an organization
that helps struggling schools like mine purchase textbooks and create reading
spaces. We have until June 10th to raise as much money as we
possible can. The sky is the limit—the need here is that great.
Don't take my word for it, though. Here's a quote from two teachers at my school, Mr. Yusufu and Mr. Shirima about the importance of textbooks:
“Teaching has become a difficult task due to lack of teaching and learning resources including textbooks ... our teaching methods do not address all of the students’ learning styles. Many students cannot learn at all without seeing words, vocabulary, diagrams etc.”
A lot of you have been reading this
blog for the past two years and wondering what you can do to help. This is the
only chance you’re going to get. I’m leaving the village in 2 months and I want
to leave behind something more than just the memory of a hyper white girl who
likes to talk bluntly about awkward topics. I want to leave behind something
that will help kids like me reach their full potential.
So go click on that link and give
as much as you can, then treat yourself to a big ole pat on the back. Every
little bit counts.
Thanks for giving all of us a chance to help you make the world a better place.
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