I and Technology from southern Africa to Europe Scandinavia now in Portugal

I would like to start by saying, Thank You to all the founders, supporters members and Donors of World Pulse,  Thank You World pulse and all the experts behind Technology. Technology is the Key for World Pulse existence. World Pulse has transformed my life.  I am no longer alone. Yes I am alone in a friends farm far away from my friends family and children, guarded by a Dog Cameras and God, first of all due to the actual (Pandemic-no better place to avoid it) and the negative sides of technology used by certain political institution of Africa and Europe.

There is no time to correct this work, my project was erased from my computer. Between the 15 and today I have chosen to work off line, but my computer was always online. I apologise for sending this with so many spelling mistakes. There is a need for more effective online security for world Pulse members

The original essay was erased from my computer. I have no time to correct the mistakes my computer is hacked When I was 15 years old, I decide to get a Job only to be able to buy my lips ticks and pop corns on Sundays afternoon cinema. Mummy gave me pocket money enough to buy either one  Ice cream or a packet of peanuts or popcorn.  My first Job was at the transit hall of the Airport of  Quelimane  in Southern Africa.  Tabaco perfumes and make up were the products in my shop.  There was a small manual machine in which I should register all the products I sold. At the end of the day, the machine would tell me how much I sold and that amount should be the  same with the cash I had in the Box.  As 18 years old, I needed a Job.

On a beatifull Sunday, there was coconuts production  company looking for an English Portuguese translator for their Import and Export  department. I applied by meeting up in Person although the instructions was send your Curriculum Vitae. Arriving there befor 9o clock in the morning, I  was directed to a lift that took me the first floor of the building. A secretary received me  holding a plastic pen in her hands. She  looked at me and asked if I had completed my 10th grade. My answer was no.  She asked if I knew how to use a type writer. My answer was as also no. Understanding her symbolic language I quickly  told her I can speak and write English.  She gave me a just moment and entered the marked with a shiny golden metal sign saying General Manager. The manager allowed her to let me in. I was standing there looking at the Manager sitting in a leather chair that could move back and forwards and to the sides. He had as well a pen in his hands and a packet with ink a little pillow with something I had seen before, something that was  used to deep in the little blue botlle and sign documents. On the desk there was  a buch of paper or documents  different colour, books, Type writer. In part of the floor a red Carpets,  air conditioner making a terrible noise,  a refrigerator or and a metaling Fun.  The Manager was wearing reading glasses. A wedding ring made of Gold and a golden thing holding his tie. 

After knowing my name, where I lived, He asked me  the same questions the Secretary aske and if I could Type Write . My answer was again no.  My Yes was only to to Translations and the languages required.  The manager looked at me and said: Young lady , You are 18 years old, single mother, you do not even have an 8th grade, you do not know how to use a Type Writer and you expect to work here as a translator. Yes I answered. In  the News paper you are looking for a translator only.   What do you know, Is there anything you know apart from English and Portuguese. Yes I answered I speak some, I can also drive my brothers  a Ford Cabriolet and I will  learn Type writing. The managing director  raised himself from the leather chair that started moving like ballet dancer, and said.  Thank you for coming it was beautiful of you but  you got to leave my office.  You are not qualified, you are wasting my time. Go back to school and when you have passed at least your 8th grade, try again.

The manager followed me to the same door I come in and I found my self in front of his Secretary. I went back home and told my mother about my experience. From that day, Every weekend I would read the News paper looking for a Job and during 2 months that position was still shining like a Dimond in all the News Papers Job sections.  A beautiful Monday I meet up again. The same Secretary took me back to the General Manager. The same old man looked at me, this time lifted his left eyebrow and said: You again. Young lady go back to school, you need education first,  when you have done at least your  1oth grade come back and we will see what we can do . I looked at him and said:  Sir there are gone 2 month, You have not found  and you will not find any qualified person in this little town.  I can translate and I will learn fast the Type write. Will you kindly just let me try, give me a test something so I can prove than I am Qualified. There was a moment of silence. A short moment that made me feel soo unconfortable.  I did not know if I should run out of his office or just push a chair and sit down without being invited.  I see the secretary entering . The manager  tells her  her to give me the test do be done and a type writer to write my introduction letter. Walking happy behind the  secretary, places me in a little office connected to her office.  There was a Type writer the desk  she asked me to sit behind. I sat in the position she showed me looking at that little black thing I used to see at my school Office. I had never touched nor been so close something like that.  I tried not to look like a fool. She looked at me with a comic smiled and said. Alright she said  while moving the machine to my left side. First  you translate this paper. That was Bill of Loading then you can Type your letter of introduction. You have only 3 hours only.  I did the translation and was  sitting in front of that complex  metal thing. She instructed me on how to use it. She  placed 3 pieces of White paper and 2 special she called - Quimic -  paper  it was blue in one side and black on the back in between - It had the function to pass the words to the next paper especial. A special paper material that would pass my letter into the 2 pieces of white paper behind the back side. Now try.

I was left alone in that office with a complex machine composed of metal pins moving up and down. Before she entered her Office I How I asked.  How do I do this. Look for the words you need to write the sentences and press hard. The first time I pressed the The little strange methalic pin carrying  vocal " I" that starts my  first Name, hang on the air, it  did not reach the paper, and released sound strange. She showed me how to do it. And said now you try then you will re-write your letter on clean set of paper. There was no much time  but Typing only with my 2 fingers I was done with the test before the 3 hours were gone. That was one of Thursday  I never forget. Monday morning My Mummy knocked the door to my bedroom got in and said: There is a phone call for you.  it is That company. I knew I was employed. I was asked to meet up next day at 7 morning to start working. One month later exactly after my first salary,  I was told that my company had decided to place on Office Machines and technology course where I would specialise in NCR 32 Banking and accountant machine Course 950 km away from my Mummy  and one year old daughter Asking why, the answer was . You are good and can be much better .

That was a 1 year Education in Beira Sofala Province where I would have 6 month Theory a 6 months trainee in different companies including the Banco Nacional de Mozambique, A department of Industry and Energy Ministry - the Mozambique Mines.    3 months after starting I was already having theory only in the mornings from 7-12 and trainee afternoon from 2pm til 5 pm. 1 year later I went back to my town where I was so successfully working for 3 different companies.

Conclusion The little strange metal carrying the As time went I realized that the phone that did ring that day, the Type writer, the little machine summing up the amounts we sold for at the Airport, The machines and electronical equitments I used, the Car that my brother used to drive, the manual phone with many cables and bottoms used at the post office in Milange, and the ... that we used to cross the border in Milange -Majaua to Milange, the electrical Iron my house keeper would operate every afternoons to iron my school uniform, the pots I used for my meals the spoons,  the porcelanes, The tea , the cafe,  The Vaseline my mother used on my skin, the boats we sailed on to visit my aunty, the shoes, Electrical lights, the train that took me home to my aunty, the vaccination I received in the hospital , the anti-malaria we used weekly, The wedding ring on the fingers of my manager,  my bed,  the NCR 32, mostly used in Banks and large enterprises, the soap and the production companies I worked for, the Micro Film machine I used to translate and orient mechanincs putting together different spare parts that formed Cars from Japan and 9 seats airplanes used by my company in  were all elements and stages of technology. The equitment used to measure my pregnancy, the machine my mother used to turn Corn into flower and a certain Mixture into alcohol, the tractor my brother used to work out on my mothers farm the school Material , all that was part of the great positive sides of Technology 

What Ideas do you have for helping more Women benefit from Digital tools?  In the year 2000 I bought a little Industry with three buildings. One the the buildings is 382 Square meters and got the idea of turning it to a Digital library with internet for woman. My project started here in World Pulse in 2013.  That was the the time I was an active CNN iReporter. I took my iReporting seriously and as a full time job, I travelled inside Europe, France Spain, Switzerland and few countries in Southern Africa such as Malawi South Africa and Mozambique, and I become an Accredited CNN iReporter from Turner Corporation.  By CNN I was introduced to World Pulse and I fall in Love with World Pulse. Mouth to mouth advertisement and  promoted World Pulse in every country I have been. Until I started Ready for Hillary 2016 and hackers got the hold on me, and till today my online identity has been taken from me. the only work I have online are the few Pictures I downloaded here on World Pulse. Even my YouTube Profile and my Facebook Diaspora Mozambique and Digital Mozambique is no longer mine. I cannot acces any of that. I am informed by Youth and my supporters in Mozambique that my name and my work was used by my government to get money from the World Bank and Chinese projects in Milange. 

\\I  got some women Women wives of members off the Government of Malawi through my connection to their husbands while fighting for my rights. Students Girls and Boys were engaged in my project. But what I did not not know was that my government had a huge project agaisnt me because for Mozambique I should be a great threat politically.

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Due to the fact that I have bought some land including a farm of 150 hectars  in Milange, as a woman not married I was informed that should not be done unless I would married a man chosen by by government. When my project was done and ready The President send over 10.000 people to destroy my property and roube me for everything possible. At the time I had already sailed 4 containers with material and equitment to open the Digital Library with Internet for Women in Milange.

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The result was so bad tha I then commented on certain Official World Pulse where I announced World Pulse asa probably   biggest tragedy for some of the women involved due to what I was going trough with on my World Pulse activities.  In Milange at the Inhazombe zone, a little Tribe zone that incubes a very small Population of Malawi and Mozambique by Muloza disctrict of Blantyre of Malawi border to Mozambique, The place I was born. I, as a part of the little Indegenous Tribe inhazombe. Thefre there is a little Airport the Airport of Milange and it is one of the most populate zone on Milange in Zambezia Province. Thefe is no Internet for women. the only possibility for women to access the internet is through a church or the Arabes - The Thalibans controling Milange and mOst of Rural Areas of Mozambique and Malawi. My idea was to the idea of reconstruction o the little thing in tht local airport of MIlange to get women more engaed in Technology. But first the Army the The people were and still are instructed to stop me. But the Army denied kill me, instead protected me from civilians and keep me living in Military quarters for 59 days plus. But as that was a story of the Army against the Government My government organized men who have control over snakes and they would brig huge bags at lest 4 times a month with all possible types of dangerous sanakes and released them into my Yard. I have no pictures to download, because my computer and iPad was taken by the army and returned with no files at all. I was always in Touch with CNN and Hillary Clinton calling the Pentagon, that was a one way communication asking for help as I was held under control by soldiers and did not not exactly what was going to happen to me. But the picture changed the day an Helicopter with colours American flags landed unexpected in the Military Camp I was. 

This essay would have been one of the most beautiful one. Unfortunatly  I wrote and made a beautiful essay to present here today before 11.59, but the all thing has been erase from my computer. Actually last week until the 15 and yesterday and so I could not access would Pulse to send My project. I therefore ask for help because this computer is totally hacked. Kindly note that this computer is less than 3 Years old. But still already highly  hacked. Everything I do is often changed or erased. Now That I have to do is to get a new compute to write my projects and my book and use it offline.

Technology is the best thing that ever happened to human kind. Although with incredible many negative effects. Today we are in year 2020, facing the Pandemic COVID19 with the CORONA Virus, without Technology in its advanced stage it is nothing would have been possible.  Without advanced Technology much more people would have died all across the world. It thanks to technology we have the TV Radios Internet and the World is able to inform Humanity how to keep safe and even continue education and schools from home. There is a need for a great investment in Internet security specialy for organizations like the World Pulse. 

I love WorlsPulse, but we are dealing with Technology it seems to me that there are people out there focused in certain peoples work and I am one of them.