SenegalStyle English Anglais Language Club

I am sharing this so my students can read this... I will put my thoughts in the comments. Also read the comments from the people that are agreeing with this guy, THEN read mine.

I genuinely believe that most people who come to Africa to work for NGOs arrive with good intentions. Many studied development, politics, economics or global issues because they wanted to make a difference. They wanted to work for social justice, to reduce poverty, to empower women, children, people with disabilities and those pushed to the margins. I do not doubt that this was the starting point for the majority. But having lived and worked across Southern and West Africa for decades, in Botswana, Malawi, Nigeria and now Zambia, I have watched how quickly those intentions can become diluted, distorted and in some cases lost altogether.

What often happens is that people enter a bubble. The NGO world becomes a parallel society. They all know each other, socialise together, marry within the same circles and move as a group from country to country. In places like Blantyre, where I lived for a time, and now in Livingstone, this bubble is easy to spot. Branded four by fours, the same hotels, the same restaurants, the same social spaces. The people they claim to serve are rarely part of their social world. Africans exist in their lives mainly as beneficiaries, drivers, cleaners or staff, not as friends, equals or neighbours. Work is one thing, real life is another, and the two are kept firmly separate.

This separation matters. It creates emotional distance. It allows people to speak about poverty, vulnerability and empowerment in abstract terms while living lives of extraordinary comfort relative to the communities around them. I am not suggesting anyone should take vows of poverty, but there is something deeply uncomfortable about fighting inequality by day and retreating into insulated privilege by night. Power becomes addictive. Proximity to ministers, donors and international influence brings status. And somewhere along the line, the original purpose gets blurred.

I have heard directly from Zambian friends who worked at senior levels in international organisations, including the WHO, that genuinely transformative ideas were sometimes quietly discouraged. Not because they would not work, but because real solutions threaten the system itself. If a problem is solved, the programme ends. If the programme ends, the jobs disappear. So progress must be measured, but never too much. Enough to justify funding, not enough to remove the need for the organisation. Poverty becomes something to manage rather than eradicate.

This is how well intentioned people slide into white saviourism without realising it. A community of foreigners, from Europe, North America, Australia or elsewhere, with different languages and cultures, but united by whiteness. A blob that exists alongside African society rather than within it. And the tragedy is that this was never most of their intention.

That said, I know there are exceptions, and they matter. I know genuinely ethical organisations and individuals here in Zambia who live in the community, work with people not over them, and build relationships rooted in dignity rather than hierarchy. I can name some, which in itself is worrying because they should not be exceptional. I also know many local NGOs doing extraordinary work quietly, without glossy branding or international applause. And I know white foreigners who actively reject the bubble, who have deep friendships with Zambians, who listen more than they speak and who use their access to amplify local voices rather than drown them out.

Those people exist. They comment on my posts. They challenge injustice alongside Africans, not in front of them. They are allies, not saviours.

The problem is not NGOs as a concept. The problem is what happens when good intentions meet comfort, power and insulation. If you truly want to work for justice, you cannot live in a parallel universe. You have to step out of the bubble. You have to allow yourself to be changed by the place you claim to serve.

NEXT:

'The Prince' by Niccolò Machiavelli, written in 1513. A short treatise on how to acquire power, create a state, and keep it.

Clan of the Cave Bear' by Jean M. Auel. A prehistoric fiction novel by Jean M. Auel about a Cro-Magnon girl adopted by a Neanderthal clan. This is the origins of mankind written in a way that's easy to understand and meticulously researched and documented. It should have mandatory for high school, in my opinion.

What I like to do is not only teach conversational English thru conjugation and verbs, but I like to teach my students to THINK, specifically, to think about things they may not have thought about before!