The Boy Who Harnessed the Wind: Creating Currents of Electricity and Hope by William Kamkwamba and Bryan Mealer
3 words: inspiring, youthful exuberance, triumphant
If I’m having one of those pitiful days when I’m tempted to feel sorry for myself, thinking about this book will pop me right out of it. Not because it guilts me that my problems are actually darn puny, but because this story’s as inspiring as all heck.
William Kamkwamba and his family and his village in Malawi faced hardships (think: near starvation in a drought year), and “he started retreatin’ and readin’ every treatise on the shelf.” (OK. That’s actually Hamilton, but: Same Concept.)
He had a fascination with science and a yearning to learn and a scientist’s mind. And he writes lovingly of the books he’d check out over and over again from the small school library, so he could learn about physics.
And then he decided to build a windmill.
(Side note: these rhapsodies about reading and windmills and learning occasionally had me verklempt.)
And to build the windmill, he had to work for it. There was garbage scavenging for parts like the soles of shoes — just to hook up a tiny lightbulb so he could read after sunset. (We can understand this, can’t we, readers?)
And then he dreamt of using windmills to pump water to help alleviate the ill effects of dry years.
From starvation to science. This is seriously inspiring stuff.
Give this book a whirl if you like… stories of hope in grim circumstances, the quest for learning, self-sufficiency, perseverance
What book has most inspired you lately?