Mapourdit: Quest for education
In the novel "Lord of the Flies" William Golding tells the story of English
schoolboys stranded on a Pacific Island. Golding describes a situation in which
the children, unsupervised by adults, revert to uncivilised, violent behaviour.
His point is that children are less reasonable than adults.
I disagree.
For the last two weeks I have heard child after child in Mapourdit, Sudan, tell
me stories about their heroic quest for education. Many walked from Western
Sudan to Ethiopian refugee camps, almost a thousand kilometres to the west, in
search of education. They chose to remove themselves from the world of war, from
the irrationality of violence, and trek to the place where Reason was honoured.
Whatever Golding or anyone says, I know now that children have more faith in
Reason than we adults. While the adults were marching to war, the breakdown of
Reason, the children were marching to what they describe as a promised land
--Primary School -- where they would learn to think.
To which does tomorrow belong? The gun or the book?
An old man in Nyeri (Kenya) once told me a story which answers the question --
to whom does the future belong.
Once upon a time, there was a very old chief. The chief knew that he would die
soon and decided to make one of his three sons the next chief. To test them and
choose the best, he told his sons to climb to the top of Mount Kenya and bring
him what is most precious.
The first son climbed to the top of Africa's second highest mountain and after
three days, returned and handed his father a diamond that he had found there.
The father said, "Thank you son, this is precious."
The second son climbed to the top and after three days, returned with an
emerald. The father received it and said, "Thank you, son, this is precious."
The third son climbed to the top and after three days, returned with nothing in
his hands. Perplexed, the father asked him, "What have you brought us?"
And the third son said, "Father, when I reached the top of the mountain I looked
over to the other side, and there, spread out before me, I saw a vast plain --
green and fertile -- if we went there with out people and cattle we would
flourish".
The father chose his third son to be the new chief saying, "You have brought us
what is most precious: "A vision of the Future."
Forget about diamonds, forget about emeralds (forget about petroleum). The most
precious jewel in South Sudan is the hope its children place in education.
If there'll be a tomorrow, it'll belong to the book, to bookreaders, to those
who have not despaired of and the Human Mind.
The Book of Proverbs says, "Without Vision a People Perishes".
Brother Peter Daino
11 July 1997
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