I am sitting outside, with the breeze caressing my face, as the transistor radio goes on and on by my side.
The situation is getting worse across Africa it says; they say I am most likely going to die before my 60th birthday.
I also hear that more than two-thirds of those infected with HIV/AIDS call Africa home….I guess my odds are pretty slim.
Although some naive people erroneously think we all live in trees, living standards in most areas are extremely poor.
Some of us have to walk up to 6km a day, just to get some form of education.
What doesn’t break us making us stronger.
Infighting, religious crisis and deaths are a part of our daily life.
Clearly, the odds are stacked against me, but I can’t quit.
Life is not perfect for me and most of us out there, but we have our thrills, we cry, we laugh, and find pleasure in the simple things of life.
We also feel pain….a lot of pain.
But one thing I know for certain is that all of this prepares me for the journey ahead; and whether I make it or not, I will have lived, because happiness for me, is living daily.
This is our reality, and in it, we find the positives, draw strength from it, and go on to live successful lives.
I am the African voice.
Be grateful for what you do have. Even the basic things in life are a luxury for some.
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