By Julius Katanga
In 1961, Tanzania (formally Tanganyika) attained her political independence from the British colonialism. It was a joyous moment followed by a series of celebratory events for a great accomplishment. While celebrating the 50th anniversary, we are all honored and gracious for our founding fathers’ brilliant sacrifice. They desperately fought to see their children enjoying a new bright daylight of a fruitful promise of freedom.
On December 9th 1961, a dream came true and the growing process began. No one expected this to be an overnight process, but step-by-step efforts involved trial and error, fight and agreements, and mistakes and great accomplishment. Since the popping of champagne for the anniversary jubilation goes hand-in-hand with rounds of applause for our success, I would like to request the commander- in-chief, DJ LUKE JOE, an opportunity to share my findings on common sense, education, and jokes.
On December 9th 1961, a dream came true and the growing process began. No one expected this to be an overnight process, but step-by-step efforts involved trial and error, fight and agreements, and mistakes and great accomplishment. Since the popping of champagne for the anniversary jubilation goes hand-in-hand with rounds of applause for our success, I would like to request the commander- in-chief, DJ LUKE JOE, an opportunity to share my findings on common sense, education, and jokes.
You probably might have come across a Swahili phrase goes Ama kweli watanzania wakiwezeshwa, wanaweza (Michuzi blog). The talking point is recently noted going full steam, titling several publications, though its political correctness is up in the air whether it carries any weight, or just an illogical ludicrous analogy. Some may feel comfortable being portrayed that way, while others may raise eye browses and feel offensive on voluntary disability stigma. Had our founding fathers waited to be enabled before fighting for freedom back in the days, Tanzania would have not attained her independence in 1961. No one disagrees that some heavy lifting requires a foreign intervention in terms of money and expertise whereas it is an indisputable fact that majority of Tanzanians are struggling in life and they need help, but is poverty the same as disability? Is self-reliance relevant anymore?
After fifty years of Tanzanian independence, seven out of ten third graders cannot read a second grade Swahili story (Michuzi blog). Their brothers and sisters in secondary schools drastically plummeted in math and science, but have extemporaneously become expert in learning about “the birds and the bees” (Clouds fm). Stunningly, people suspected the numbers might have been skewed to yield towards researchers’ confirmation bias. Otherwise, it is astonishingly weird for a break-down in coping skills, which if not aggressively prescribed, will eventually result in future behavioral crisis and possibly derangement syndrome. Those most vournarable are underage girls who increasingly have become sexually manipulated so easily by stable income adult males in exchange for lunches, pocket money, or nokia camera phones (Clouds fm). To her credit, the first lady during her recent commencement speech at Babro Johansson secondary school urged female students to lower down their adolescent egocentrism and not to mix education with sex (Michuzi blog).
Among many solutions, parents need to step up with an all-hands-on-deck approach while law makers enact laws that would strongly criminalize adult males with no sense of demur for their involvement with minors in extramarital sexual relationship which is a clear cut statutory rape. No one advocates our children to have brains of Steve Jobs per se, but intellectuals who, among other things, will be able to restore 1980’s railway lines operational capacity and considering Mwadui mines of 1961 to be a role model for all major mining sites. If we sustain the status quo of our educational paralysis, third grader knuckleheads, who cannot reciprocate reading technicalities, will end up to be mediocre leaders, selling everything including Swahili language we speak, to the extent that speaking it will have to go with a connected fee payable to a foreign investor.
After twists and turns inside the highly respected panel, Tanzania emerged the most romantic country in the world. Many were so impressed by the news. Some thought the causation of such a badge of honor might have been focused on our softness in tone when we speak, unlike our Nigerian friends whose romantic conversations may sound like the take-off an airbus 380. To the contrary, the crown came as a result of an excessive usage of candles due to not only inadequate, but also frequent power outages such that every single day feels like a Valentine’s Day. (The joke was dedicated to candle users in order to make them feel optimistic)
Some of us are uncomfortable with our country’s straight talk cardiovascular and would arguably prefer the code of silence instead so as not to tarnish our external image. Others agree that there is no perfect democracy, but calligraphic performance of Igunga-by-election’s supernatural manifestation should not be given a blind eye because that could be a recipe for 2015’s perfect storm. We should be mindful that the cover-up is like hiding our faces while our behinds remain undressed in freezing temperatures. Engaging in civic conversation while celebrating our success in one hand and addressing failures in the other, is like using the first tool from our tool box trying to alleviate diagnostic red flags while uniting behind our government in moving forward the only country we all love and are all very proud to call home.
God bless the United Republic of Tanzania
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