Age Is Just A Number

Hey Yo!
Today, I bring you quite a speech. Delivered by a 13 year girl, you would think it was scam but as I watched her, I had to admit; I was getting too old. Time isn’t on my side anymore if I’m to make an impact on the world. If a 13 year old child could make the world leaders in her time pause to think, you are not too young to effect a change in any sector of life you deem fit.

So below this is her speech, I hope it inspires you as it did me. But most of all, I hope you get motivated to start on the road to making a change.
Bless you.

Rio de Janerio 3-14, June 1992


Hello, I’m Sverri Suzuki speaking for ECO, the environmental children’s organization.
We are a group of 12 and 13 year olds trying to make a difference; Vanessa Suthe, Morgan Geisler, Michelle Quigg and me. We’ve raised all the money to come here ourselves, from 5000miles to tell you adults you must change your ways.

Coming up here today, I have no hidden agenda; I am fighting for my future. Losing my future is not like losing an election or a few points on the stock market. I am here to speak for all generations to come. I am here to speak on behalf of the starving children around the world whose cries go unheard. I am here to speak for the countless animals dying across this planet because they have no where left to go.

I am afraid to go out in the sun now because of the holes in our ozone. I am afraid to breathe the air because I don’t know what chemicals are in it. I used to go fishing in Vancouver, my home with my dad until just a few years ago; we found the fish full of cancers. And now we hear of animals and plants going extinct every day, vanishing forever. In my life, I have dreamt of seeing great herds of wild animals, jungles and rain forests full of birds and butterflies but now I wonder if they would even exist for my children to see.

Did you have to worry of these things when you were my age? All this is happening before our eyes and yet we act as if we have all the time we want and all the solutions. I’m only a child and I don’t have all the solutions but I know I want you to realize; neither do you. You don’t know how to fix the holes in our ozone layer, you don’t know how to bring the salmon back up in a dead stream, you don’t know how to bring back an animal now extinct and you can’t bring back the forest that once grew where there is now a desert.

If you don’t know how to fix it, please stop breaking it. Here, you may be delegates of your government, business people, organizers, reporters or politicians but really, you’re mothers and fathers, sisters and brothers, aunts and uncles, and all of you are someone’s child. I’m only a child and yet I know we are all part of a family, five billion strong, in fact 30 million species strong and borders and governments would never change that. I’m a child and yet I know we are in this together and should act as one single world towards one single goal.

In my anger, I am not blind and in my fear, I am not afraid of telling the world; this is how I feel.
In my country, there is so much waste, we buy and throw away, buy and throw away,… buy and throw away and northern countries would not share with the needy. Even when we have more than enough, we are afraid to share, we are afraid to let go of some of our wealth.

In Canada, we live the privileged life with plenty of food, water and shelter. We have watches, bicycles, computers and television sets. The list can go on for two days. Two days ago here in Brazil, we were shocked when we spent time with some children living on the street. This is what one child told us; I wish I was rich and if I were, I would give all these street children food, clothes, medicines, shelter and love and affection.
If a child on the street who has nothing is willing to share, why are we who have everything still so greedy? I can’t stop thinking that this are children my own age that it makes a tremendous difference where we were born. That I could be one of those children living in the favela of Rio, I could be a child starving in Somalia or a victim of war in the Middle East, or a beggar in India.

I am only a child, yet I know if all the money spent on war is spent on finding environmental answers, ending poverty and finding treaties, what a wonderful place this earth would be!
At school, even in kindergarten, you teach us how to behave in the world. You teach us to not fight with others, to work things out, to clean up our mess, not to hurt other creatures, to share and not to be greedy. Then why do you go out and do the things you tell us not to do?
Do not forget why you’re attending these conferences, who you’re doing this for, we are your own children. You are deciding what kind of the world we’re growing up in. Parents should be able to comfort their children by saying; “Everything is going to be all right…” It’s not the end of the world and we are doing the best we can” But I don’t think you can say that to us anymore, are we even on your list of priorities?

My dad always says; “You are what you do not what you say”. Well, what you do makes me cry at night. You grownups say you love us but I challenge you, please make your actions reflect your words.

Thank You.




Wow right?! 13 years old…?
Exactly what I thought but then every bit of it is true. A young girl made the world (Leaders) stop to think. You can do the same. You are not too young, never forget that. Still on the young people being badass, I read something a pretty young lady wrote some days back and I was deeply impressed. Hey *****, I hope you’re reading this now you don’t be like me… never stop writing.
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I bring you something new on Monday. I was bored and I decided to bring a nursery rhyme character into life. I hope you like what I came up with. You’ll get to see it on Monday.
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Mike Dammy


It has always been there.
From the beginning through the middle ages to what seems like the end.
Man has always had the zest; the desire to be greater than what he is.
The zeal to make an impact.
The hope that he would one day rule his world. And he would fight for it. Down to his last breath. We never want to lay down and die forgotten; No. We want to dominate and triumph. But then, that’s what was imputed in our DNA. We are but kings and queens in our respective fields. Or at least, we should be.

I live everyday in awe at the failures of life. I also admire the successes, don’t get me wrong. Its the failures that however fascinate me.

How is it possible to be wired to do something and then do exactly the opposite?

How is it possible for a dog to meow when barking is it’s creator’s manner of distinguishing it?

Why do we have the low class, middle class and high class hierarchy when we were all created in one God’s image? One image, not multiple images. One.

These are questions I ask myself everyday. Every time I see beggars and hawkers chase after exquisite cars with their owners in defiant illusion that they exist. Every time I see a famished youth tread in the dust after failing the oral interview for the job in that company he so craves.

All I have are questions and more questions and I’m left to wonder if I’m gonna get an answer to any of them.

If indeed we are wired to dominate and excel, why do some ‘the majority’ fall by the wayside and very few make it to Canaan?

Are we cursed?

Are we tampered with?

Do we live false destines or are we missing a detail so tiny it crumbles the entire dominoes of life?

All these questions I can’t provide answers to and I’m sure a lot of people can’t themselves but some can and I’m hoping you’re one of them.
So help me and help others.

Its a known saying that the poor get poorer and the rich get richer. I believe this pertains to the world of knowledge also.


Mike Dammy

Our Silver Linings

A billion scenarios and I have been tempted to take a leap off a skyscraper or cut myself so I can bleed to death. Life is very cruel as we all know but then it also has silver linings; lots and lots of them. My silver linings have been the people around me, actually their actions towards me, voluntary and involuntary, planned and unplanned, good or evil. Be it a gesture, an advice, an insult, a smile, a lie or a kiss, something has always kept me going, kept the fire that burns in me today still alive and I owe it to all of these people, in other words, everybody.

I dart back to the winter of 2007 and my mind can still paint that picture that was created in my head that morning and I would love to paint it in your minds now.

SS 1 and I had fared badly in my tests again, everybody was worried, everybody except me. I had given up on life, gotten so visionless and settled with the mindset that I was never gonna be successful. Maybe live an average life but definitely not efficacious, maybe just end up like my neighbors who had been living in the same two bedroom apartment for decades.

I was a great dreamer though, my brain could create pictures of a successful person; they were never just of me and so I delved further into the abyss of depression.

 The day a thief is going to get caught by the owner, no matter how much he plans and avoids the traps that have been set for him, he would still get caught.

That’s a quote used frequently by one of my colleagues, and I concur with him. You can’t stop destiny no matter how much you try and that’s exactly what happened that fateful morning.

My mum drove me to school as usual, and it seemed like the day was going to turn out like every other day but I was wrong. Instead of turning back when I alighted from her car, my mum parked the car, got down and walked into the school dragging me along. It wasn’t the first time that was happening so I wasn’t bothered.

She met my teachers and they exchanged pleasantries before they started their conversation. I was less interested in it so I diverted my attention to my classroom where my classmates were staring out of the window at us with looks of bewilderment.

I had not been gone long and I switched my attention back to my mother and the teachers just in time to hear her say this;

“Dami is not a dullard. I’m very sure of that.

To my understanding, when his brother reads, he assimilates about 50% of what he has read, whereas Dami can go as far as 80% or more. His current grades are definitely below his ability, he is much better than this.”

It’s been five and a half years now, but I still hear that statement like it was yesterday. So throughout that day in school, the words of my mom kept playing in my head. Part of me was happy for her faith in me, the rest was angry at myself; for letting everybody and my mother down, especially myself.

Maybe she lied then, that didn’t matter. What really mattered was that my mom, my silver lining, believed in me. Her statement turned my life around, it made me discover who I truly am.

Today I’m a student of architecture in the best university in the world, an 87% grade point average, a writer, a speaker and most especially a grateful son. And she made it happen.

So are you at a crossroad? Are you lost in a world of rejection and hatred or have you given up on yourself. Do yourself a favor; get a sheet of paper and write a list of the people who you think believe in you; your parents, a bro or sis, family, a girlfriend or loved ones. If your sheet of paper is still empty, write God.

When you’re done with your list, make a resolution to prove that person or people right and stick to making sure you fulfill that resolution. You are here for a reason.

Some people make the world special just by being in it. I want to be one of such people, I hope you do too.