20/07/2025
On 18th July in Blantyre, Vitumbiko AZ Mumba, Pr Eng, took the stage at Comesa Hall to speak about ethics, the kind of lecture where people expect big words, big wisdom, and applause.
Then, a moment happened.
A young man stood to ask a question. His voice trembled. His sentences bent and broke like twigs in a storm. And before he could finish, the room erupted, not in support, but in laughter.
The kind of laughter that pierces.
The kind that says, “Sit down. You don’t belong here”, “awanso”.
Clips made rounds online.
Comments poured in:
“How is this one in university?”
“School has lost its value.”
But here’s the irony, in that moment, it wasn’t the young man who lacked something. It was us. We who claim to know better.
We who mock someone for daring to stand up, while we sit comfortably in silence.
Followed the gestures now? You should.
This is life’s irony:
We laugh at broken English but fail to see the courage it takes to stand up and speak.
We talk about ethics, but when a real test of character comes, we fail it.
We mock, only to realize that the person we laugh at might just be braver than all of us combined.
If you’re reading this, let this be a quiet reminder:
Not everyone is fluent in language.
But everyone is fluent in pain.
Choose kindness.