14 Quotes & Sayings By William Kamkwamba

William Kamkwamba is a Malawian who was raised in a remote village, where he built a windmill to help provide electricity for his community. He later built a second windmill which helped provide water to the community. In 2005, he began writing a book about his experiences with the windmills, and how they changed his life.

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Mister Geoffrey, my experiment shows that the dynamo and the bulb are both working properly, " I said. "So why won't the radio play?"" I don't know, " he said. "Try connecting them here." He was pointing toward a socket on the radio labeled "AC, " and when I shoved the wires inside, the radio came to life. We shouted with excitement. As I pedaled the bicycle, I could hear the great Billy Kaunda playing his happy music on Radio Two, and that made Geoffrey start to dance." Keep pedaling, " he said. "That's it, just keep pedaling."" Hey, I want to dance, too."" You'll have to wait your turn." Without realizing it, I'd just discovered the difference between alternating and direct current. Of course, I wouldn't know what this meant until much later. After a few minutes of pedaling this upside-down bike by hand, my arm grew tired and the radio slowly died. So I began thinking, "What can do the pedaling for us so Geoffrey and I can dance? . William Kamkwamba
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Although Geoffrey, Gilbert and I grew up in this small place in Africa, we did many of the same things children do all over the world, only with slightly different materials. And talking with friends I've met from America and Europe, I now know this is true. Children everywhere have similar ways of entertaining themselves. If you look at it this way, the world isn't so big. William Kamkwamba
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It was common for my father to sit my sisters down and tell them things like, "I saw a girl working in the bank in town, and she was a girl just like you." My parents had never completed primary school. They couldn't speak English or even read that well. My parents only knew the language of numbers, buying and selling, but they wanted more for their kids. That's why my father had scraped the money together and kept Annie in school, despite the famine and other troubles. . William Kamkwamba
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Don't insult me today just because I'm poor, you don't know what my future holds! William Kamkwamba
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Don't worry about the water, " said a man with a nervous grin. "This is hardwood, it won't ruin. You'll have this chair into your old years. How much do you have? I'll take anything. My children need to eat." A few of the businessmen like Mister Mangochi bought things they later gave back. But most people had no money. They simply shrugged and shook their heads. William Kamkwamba
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I didn't have a drill, so I had to make my own. First I heated a long nail in the fire, then drove it through a half a maize cob, creating a handle. I placed the nail back on the coals until it became red hot, then used it to bore holes into both sets of plastic blades. William Kamkwamba
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With the money my mother earned from selling cakes, my father cut a deal with Mangochi and bought one pail of maize. My mother took it to the mill, saved half the flour for us, and used the rest for more cakes. We did this every day, taking enough to eat and selling the rest. It was enough to provide our one blob of nsima each night, along with some pumpkin leaves. It was practically nothing, yet knowing it would be there somehow made the hunger less painful. "As long as we can stay in business, " my father said, "we'll make it through. Our profit is that we live. . William Kamkwamba
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News came of Beni Beni, the madman of Wimbe, who'd always made us laugh in better times. He'd run up to merchants in the trading center with his raving eyes and snatch cakes and Fantas from their stalls. No one ever took them away because his hands were always so filthy. The mad people had always depended on others to care for them, but now there were none. Beni Beni died at the church. William Kamkwamba
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Papa, why are you selling our goats? I like these goats."" A week ago the price was five hundred, now it's four hundred. I'm sorry, but we can't wait for it go any lower." Mankhalala and the others were tied by their front legs with a long rope. When my father started down the trail, they stumbled and began to cry. They knew their future. Mankhalala looked back, as if telling me to help him. Even Khamba whined and barked a few times, pleading their case. But I had to let them down. What could I do? My family had to eat. William Kamkwamba
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Sensing my delight at seeing his laptop, Tom asked me, "William, have you ever seen the Internet?""No."In a quiet conference room, Tom sat me down at his computer and explained the track pad, how the motion of my fingers guided the arrow on the screen." This is Google, " he said. "You can find answers to anything. What do you want to search for?"" Windmill." In one second, he'd pulled up five million page results-pictures and models of windmills I'd never even imagined. William Kamkwamba
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Chief Wimbe also loved his cat, which was black and white but had no name. In Malawi, only dogs are given names, I don't know why. William Kamkwamba
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When you go to see the lake, you also see the hippos. William Kamkwamba
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One thing that has helped me to become patient and cool is that I grew up with sisters. William Kamkwamba