In 1987, in the humble village of Masitala, Malawi, a boy named William Kamkwamba came into a world where electricity was a dream and hunger was a constant shadow. 🌍💛

By the time he was 14, a severe drought swept across the land, drying up crops and leaving his family — and countless others — desperate for food. With no money to pay school fees, William was forced to drop out. But his thirst for knowledge couldn’t be taken away.

Each day, he walked miles to a small library, where he pored over science and physics books written in a language he barely understood. Page by page, picture by picture, he taught himself how machines worked — and how the wind could be turned into power. 📚⚙️

Then came his idea:
If he could build a windmill, maybe he could bring light to his home… maybe even save his village.

With nothing but scrap metal, bicycle parts, and the fierce determination of hope, William began to build. Villagers laughed at the sight of the boy scavenging junkyards, but he kept going — connecting wires, shaping blades, and trusting the science in his books. 🔧🌾

When his windmill finally spun to life, turning gusts of air into electricity and pumping water, everything changed. The same wind that once carried dust and despair now carried life — powering lamps, charging radios, and watering fields. 💡🌬️

Word spread far beyond Malawi.
From his tiny village, William’s invention inspired the world — proof that genius is not born from privilege, but from perseverance. 🌍✨

Today, William Kamkwamba stands as a symbol of what happens when a dream meets determination — a reminder that even a single spark of curiosity can light up an entire nation. 🕊️💫