Education Minister George K. WernerBarely a week following the release of a gloomy education picture across the country, with the worst being in the southeast, the Ministry of Education (MOE) said it has developed a system to decentralize the sector.According to Minister George Werner, with support from the United States Agency for International Development (USAID), Liberia Teacher Training Program (LTTP), the educator management policy document was drafted with stakeholders’ input.This policy, he said compiles relevant material from existing policy documents (e.g. the Education Reform Act of 2011, Education Administrative Regulations, Code of Conduct for Teachers and Administrators, and Standing Orders of the Civil Service) as well as proposes content for key elements that have not been spelled out in existing policy documents.The policy focuses on three categories of educators including teachers, school administrators, and education officers.“With respect to teachers and school administrators, the policy addresses the situations of those working in public and private institutions serving students in early childhood development/education (ECD/E), lower basic (primary) education, alternative basic education (including Accelerated Learning), upper basic (junior secondary) education, technical and vocation and training (TVET) and senior secondary education programs.” Educator Management Policy, Minister Werner said, follows the framework proposed in United Nations Education, Scientific and Cultural Organization’s (UNESCO’s) International Task Force on Teachers for Education for All (2015) Teacher Policy Development Guide. The Policy Development Guide is grounded in the concept that qualified, supported, and motivated educators are key to the provision of high quality education for all learners.Recently, the Southeast Women’s Development Association (SEWODA) presented a dismal but familiar report on the woeful lack of basic education facilities in southeastern Liberia. Their report was followed by an urgent appeal to Minister Werner to take immediate measures to address the situation. They urged him to do this in keeping with the 2011 Education Act adopted by the Legislature and signed by President Ellen Johnson Sirleaf. It that regard, the MOE, in its effort to improve the quality of learning in schools and create conducive learning environments across the country, has highlighted the distribution of one million new textbooks in public schools and the training of 8, 390 teachers and school administrators as a significant progress in the education reform exercise.With a stack of heavily loaded documents which the MOE presented to the Daily Observer as an apparent response to SEWODA’s concerns, Minister Werner maintained that the MOE is committed to giving each student across the country the same access to textbooks and learning materials as part of its reform exercise.The documents are entitled, “MOE Updates the Liberian Public: Improving Schooling and Remaining Accountable.”“We have distributed one million textbooks for grades 5-9 in the four core subjects, including mathematics, Science, Social Studies and English. 1.3 million supplementary readers were also distributed for grades 1-4 and 20,000-teacher guides along with instructional materials, including Atlases, Maps, magnets and Globes,” Minister Werner said.In additional to textbooks and instructional materials, he said teachers have been participating in training and professional development workshops, including Parent, Teacher Associations (PTA) and members of public and private institutions, who have also benefited from three weeks’ training focusing on teaching and psycho-social expertise.Regarding school grants, he said through the Government of Liberia (GOL) and Global Partnership Education (GPE) arrangements, the MOE provided more than US$2 million to over 2,500 public schools with the aim of developing a more efficient and effective school-based management system in the country. “Through this intervention, we are increasing community participation in school governance and increasing access, retention and completion at the Basic Education Level,” he noted.To ensure the security of these books, Werner said the MOE is working with the Ministry of Justice (MOJ) to circumvent the books being sold on the market or other unexpected situations.According to him, out of the 500 schools across the country that were identified for renovation and construction, works on 73 of those schools were completed by August of this year.With that development, he assured that renovation and construction work will continue until the 500 schools are completed, adding that, by June next year, the MOE would have constructed 41 new schools across the country under the GOL/GPE Project. Minister Werner explained further that some of the targets set by the ministry are yet to be achieved. These, he said involve the distribution of teaching and learning kits, which the MOE believes with support from the United Nations Children’s Fund (UNICEF) still continuing, would be completed before the end of the year.“We also await the GPE signing of a contract between Pearson Education and MOE for the procurement of secondary text books for grades 10, 11, and 12. The textbooks will be procured in the six major core subjects, including math, English, Economics, biology, physics and chemistry,” he disclosed.He further said the source of this funding will come from the Ebola Emergency Response Fund, from the World Bank in the amount of US$ 3.2 million.Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)
The situation was greater than I could contend with and I froze at Area Z and my heart almost missed a beat. I wanted to take to my heels but I could not muster the courage. This was survival time, I thought to myself, but could I make it successfully to safety even if I tried? I could not convince myself that there was any chance of running away from the cemetery. After all, some of my best friends were buried here. After all, they would provide me with some protection.“Gogo-diko”“Gogo-diko”The eerie sound again. I stretched out my neck and saw something resembling someone in all white attire standing at the far side of a couple of tombstones at the Liberian refugee graveyard at the Buduburam refugee center. My eyes had somehow adjusted to the darkness and I saw some fellows beyond the tombstones. Here in Ghana, there were so many scary stories about what happened when a person died. I had heard some Ghanaian friends say that in the particular area that was being used as a refugee center for Liberians the dead had always come back. But I could not agree since until Liberians settled in the area there was no cemetery very close and the nearest one was in Awutu, more than 200 miles away. It was not that I was a skeptic who did not believe that such phenomena existed. Though my friend’s death was three years today, I had always come to honor his memory, alone at the burial grounds. I always felt it brought us closer together.Another thing was, I could not agree that any loved one who had died could return to haunt me. But here it was clearly a situation of me being haunted. I had loved my friend Jack Wilson and we had shared many things in common. On many occasions, we traveled to Accra together and wherever you saw him I was with him. It was death that separated us. My friend, within two weeks that he got sick from a strange disease died and I never had the opportunity to say goodbye to him. Until today I could not tell what caused his death since in fact, an autopsy was too much a financial burden for me to have requested from the medical authorities in Ghana. Since he was buried at the Liberian-only cemetery, I had made it my duty to visit his grave in my belief that he would recognize our friendship and if there was any way of knowing what he was thinking, he would understand that his death was the most difficult experience in my life since both of us arrived at the refugee center in 1990. Now I was seeing people crouching and moving up and down beyond the graves. Then a violent whopping sound of the breeze and a cry of mortal pain thundered overhead. It was followed by a muffled sound of terror echoing beyond me. I wiped beads of perspiration from my face, despite the coolness of the night.“Gogo-diko”“Gogo-diko diko…diko”It was the voice again. Was my friend or any of the dead calling for help? What exactly was that sound supposed to mean? I wasn’t sure what to do alone. Goosebumps descended on me and I felt like throwing up. And as suddenly as I felt nauseated, I saw the apparition standing behind several tombstones away beckoning me to come closer. The individual’s two hands were outstretched, requesting me to come closer.Then I saw another fellow from another tombstone, all in white, it seemed to me. This was no joke! I raised my right hand in a vain attempt to look at my electronic watch; which was to say I was trying to turn on the little light embedded in the watch to know the time. On three occasions I failed because I could not turn my face from the characters beyond the tombstones. I was not sure why and whether it would help me in any way. The Area Z where the cemetery was located was a little farther away from the residential quarters. Though the camp had grown from few smaller houses and tent houses into several thousands of brick houses, making the area to resemble any of the Liberian communities in Monrovia, say, New Kru Town for example, where I resided during the course of the war, the cemetery was in an isolated area and could give one the chills and provide you with feelings of uncertainty. I guessed it was located in isolation to give the dead some peace of mind to rest so that light perpetual would continue to shine on them.“Gogo-diko”“Gogo-diko”“diko…diko…diko…”I tried in vain to control my legs, which were busy knocking together. I thought I was a brave man, but here for the first time in my life, I realized that when push comes to shove, I was a coward. Under the normal circumstances, I would not have agreed that I was a coward since when I was in Liberia and many of my friends and colleagues died by stray bullets we had buried them behind the houses in shallow graves. And never did any of the dead in Liberia haunted me. But then I realized that I was not in Liberia. In this confused state of mind, I thought my mind was playing some tricks on me. It was not the first time I had come to honor my friend’s grave at ten in the night. I had always come, for our friendship’s sake!Now the number of individuals beyond the tombstones were increasing, that was clear. Then it appeared that I was regaining some self-confidence, as from nowhere I recited some Biblical verses that I could not remember where I might have read them: “The Lord’s my shepherd and I shall not want,” I shouted aloud, “If this is the work of the devil,” I continued in the same loud tone, “let the blood of Jesus Christ rebuke thee.” I could not remember when I considered Jesus as my personal savior, nor God as my humble Father. I was not the church going type and it was not because I did not believe in the existence of God or the usefulness of a church or a mosque, I was simply too busy doing other things that going to church or a mosque, I thought, was just a waste of time. But somehow I knew that ancient Israelites always depended on God during their trying times, and many Liberians had done the same during the war. And so here at this critical juncture, I called upon the power of the Divine for sustenance and support.After denouncing whoever was behind the tombstones for nearly ten minutes, my self-courage returned and it gave me some confidence and a ray of hope. By this time, my legs had responded to my expectation and they were no longer dancing under me. I continued to rebuke the devil, whom I had suspected was behind my present predicament, and then all of a sudden I began to sing a famous song that I had heard some church-goers sing back in Liberia. The surprising thing was that I had never made any attempt to practice the song, but here I was, jumping up and down, clapping my hands, as if I had a cymbal or some instrument to accompany the music, as my shrilled voiced echoed throughout the cemetery, as I intoned, “I will abide with thee oh my gentle savior; forget not thy servant for it is in thee alone have I sought refuge.” When I looked at my wrist watch, it was 12:00 am (midnight) but I still did not have the courage to leave the cemetery. The cries of fireflies and the silence of Area Z were all the more overbearing. But coupled with the occasional eerie sounds and what appeared as apparitions beyond the graves or the tombstones was too much for me to bear, and I stood there paralyzed unable to walk away from there.“Gogo-diko”“Gogo-diko…diko Gogo-diko.”The dead were apparently crying for help.Things were getting a bit difficult. The apparition nearer behind the tombstone I crouched behind appeared to be coming. No, I was seeing him and it appeared to me that he was floating in mid-air. I could not see his legs and the more I looked at the direction of the apparition, the more I got the impression that he was floating. I felt something like the wings of a huge bird. They flapped together and that was apparently why he was in mid-air. In the last couple of seconds, the eerie sounds of what seemed to me like cries of mortal pain had stopped and had been replaced by some sounds that made me cringed. I could not know but I felt the sensation of pissing and then at the next moment I wanted to attend to nature’s call. But again, my heart was racing and beads of perspiration continued to form on my forehead. I had lost some of my courage and now it appeared that someone was coming from behind a tree further away on the other side of the cemetery.My heartbeat increased, as I called on the name of Jesus for support.“Gogo diko…dikooooooooooooooh.”Now the cries had changed and I heard a long “ooooooooo” sound at the end of the usual “Gogo-diko” sound that I had been used to since the entire the episode began several minutes ago. The time, yes, I managed to use my right hand to check the time: I mean, I used my right thumb to press the connection to the electronic watch I had on my wrist and it read: 12:30 a.m.Presently, there were several shadows behind one, two, three, four, and five tombstones and I could not understand what they were doing. Then my mind began to consider other issues. Mind you, I was considering the possibility of running like hell from the cemetery but the more I thought about it, the more I was unable to carry it out. Then as I said some situations came to my mind: it seemed to me that many of those crying behind the grave were those who had not dreamed they would die in Ghana, in a foreign land. Some might have also thought that even after they died on a foreign soil, their remains would be carried to Liberia for burial. And I was not sure I could say that about my friend Wilson.Though I did not have the chance to tell him goodbye when he fell sick, few months before we came to Ghana, when we had been dodging stray bullets and jumping over the dead bodies of Liberian civilians and soldiers, we had made a pact. And it was not so much about the place to be buried, as far as my friend was concerned. “Will,” I said at the time, “it seems that some of us may not live to see the end of the war.” It was difficult for such a statement but considering that stray bullets were killing many Liberians, it seemed proper at the time that we made a promise, just in case any of us fell victim to the ravages of the war. When I said that, Wilson had looked me in the eye, and with a smile on his lips, said, “Oma, should anything happen to me,” my friend had always called my name, minus the last two letters (RI), and I did not have any problem with it, “Please, and if you survive, you must live for me.” Now as I stood at this cemetery, and looking beyond the graves, with what appeared to me like “apparitions” from the graves, I thought about my friend and tears filled my eyes. Yes, my friend Jack Wilson was buried here.Yeah, I was standing several feet away from the hallowed ground where his body was committed and here it seemed someone was trying to scare me away. I was determined to live my life the best way I could. That way it would help me to also live for my friend since that was the promise we had exchanged on that gloomy day in Monrovia. It was also true that if I were to die in the course of the war, Jack Wilson was also to live for me. And I could not be sure if I would have returned from the place of the dead to haunt my good friend Jack Wilson. Maybe, and it was just maybe my friend had nothing to do with what was happening. He knew how much we had loved each other; and how much, during the war, we had sought refuge from one place to another together. In fact when food was too difficult to find and whenever any of us found “anything” it was a duty to find the other and to share whatever it was. Those were some of the reasons I could not blame my friend for what was happening.“Kooooooooo…mama, mama….”“Ohoooooooo….mama, mama…”That was clearly the cries of a child. The sound reverberated throughout the cemetery and then I knew that it was not only the older ones who had died and buried here that were unhappy, even the kids were as well. It was the cry of a child calling on its mother. What else could I do? I had lost the courage to run. Yes, I just stood there like a statue, and deep down my heart I was yelling and calling on the name of God and His Christ. Now I knew that Gomua-Buduburam had its own secrets, but what were they? At this point, I wanted to cry, but to cry for what, and to and for whom?Perhaps, for my friend and all those Liberians who had died in this refugee camp, as I stretched my eyes and see the white-painted graves in single file and neatly organized on mother earth, serving as memorials for wasted lives in an unknown ground. After all, before the calamity came, they waited for peace to return to their homeland! It was a peace that would not come when my people needed it, and then the grim-reaper began his harvest. It was truly a case of hopelessness, and I felt that even the dead who were buried in the camp’s Area Z (cemetery) should know that. I was still unable to leave this ground, and as I said earlier I had been coming here every anniversary of my friend’s death to be with him. But whether he was aware of my efforts of honoring his memory, I could not say. But it was certain that someone needed to pass on certain information to the living. That was just a conjecture and as I stood there as if glued to the ground, the time ticked and I heard the sound of the watch…tick…tick…tick…tick…tick. It was moving on. I then realized the truth that time waits for no one. Then as if on a cue, the regular cries, and tears began again.“Gogo-diko”“dikooooooooooooooh.”“diko.”“Oh, Mama…Oh, Mama…”I still could not run.Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)
Guyana is set to host for the first time the 24th Inter-American Congress of Ministers and High-Level Authorities of Tourism (CITUR) of the Organisation of American States (OAS).The meeting, to be held March 21-22, will be hosted at the Guyana Marriott Hotel, and be attended by several international and regional tourism officials.According to the Director General of Tourism, Donald Sinclair, the National Coordinator of the XXIV Congress, the response has been significant, and 25 outBusiness and Tourism Development Minister Dominic Gaskin speaking at the launching of the Congress in Januaryof the 43 countries have already confirmed their attendance.“What I am hearing from the OAS authorities is that this is perhaps the best-attended Congress. If that turns out to be so, then Guyana deserves the kudos,” Sinclair said.OAS Conference Specialist Luiz Coimbra underscored the importance of the collaboration which would arise from the meeting of tourism stakeholders.“Nobody can do tourism on its own. No country can solve the tourism question on its own. We all need to be connected, not only because the problems are common, but also because each country can offer complementary things, and we are stronger if we have common standards for tourism,” he said.The OAS representative added that the Congress was the culmination of an extended period of work between the Organisation and local representatives.The two-day Congress will be held under the theme, “Connecting the Americas through Sustainable Tourism.”It will be preceded by a tourism exhibition organised by the Tourism and Hospitality Association of Guyana on March 20.Guyana is expected to benefit significantly from hosting the 24th CITUR. This is according to Business and Tourism Development Minister Dominic Gaskin, who underscored the importance of the event and the benefits to be realised from staging it in Guyana.Speaking at the launching of the Congress in January, Minister Gaskin maintained that the Congress would raise the country’s tourism and business profiles, and would also contribute to Guyana’s economic growth in several other ways.
Gov. Arnold Schwarzenegger today proposed a new statewide anti-gang program that involves treating gang members with the same harsh measures used against sex offenders and creating a new statewide anti-gang czar. The governor’s program comes as cities throughout the state have pleaded for state assistance to combat a growing gang scourge. In Los Angeles, gang-related crimes rose 14 percent last year and Mayor Antonio Villaraigosa has pushed state officials for more assistance. “A growing number of Californians are living a nightmare trapped inside their homes, afraid to come out unless they absolutely have to,” Schwarzenegger said. “That’s because in many of our cities, whole neighborhoods are terrorized and intimidated by street gangs.” The governor’s plan involves requiring some convicted gang members to wear GPS monitoring bracelets and register with local police after their release. It also provides 100 California Highway Patrol officers to assist local communities with high gang activity on a rotating basis. It also allows civil prosecution against gang members that will allow prosecutors to seize their personal assets and provide recovered funds to the community. More details of the plan are set to be announced at 12:30 p.m. in Oakland. To see a video of the Governor’s announcement, click here. 160Want local news?Sign up for the Localist and stay informed Something went wrong. Please try again.subscribeCongratulations! You’re all set!
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It’s a tense game at the Spartak Stadium as England lock horns with Colombia in the last 16 of the World Cup.Gareth Southgate’s men had the better of the first-half and came closest when Harry Kane headed the ball just over the bar on the stretch. 5 5 The latter stages of the first-half were marred by an incident involving Jordan Henderson and Wilmar Barrios as the Three Lions prepared to take a free-kick.In a crowd, Henderson appeared to be headbutted by the Colombia midfielder.The referee did not see it but gave a yellow card to Barrios following a swift VAR check.However, many England fans believe a different coloured card should have been produced.Below you can see some pictures of the incident as well as tweets from England fans having their say. 5 A yellow card for a head butt? #ENGCOL— Alan Shearer (@alanshearer) July 3, 2018 5 So you’re telling me they analysed the video and saw the defender headbutt Henderson and still decided to give a yellow? Yh VAR is fake.— Jad 🏴 (@jadinho_23) July 3, 2018 England were the better team in the first-half Could someone please explain to me why that wasn’t a red for the foul on Henderson? 🤔🤔🤔 #ENGCOL— Ashley (@ash_tw1) July 3, 2018talkSPORT are with listeners all day and all night at this year’s 2018 FIFA World Cup™ with more than 800 hours of World Cup content and all 64 games live across the talkSPORT network. Wow shocking decision from the referee. A clear head but on Henderson only given a yellow card. #ENG— The Anfield Buzz (@anfield_buzz) July 3, 2018 What are the odds the guy who just headbutted Henderson gets a goal? #eng #COLENG— Leicestershire Ram (@LeicsRam) July 3, 2018 Yellow card for a headbutt. You have to be kidding.— Gary Lineker (@GaryLineker) July 3, 2018 5 Dude headbutting up into Henderson’s chin is not a bloody ‘niggling’ foul.. it’s violent conduct and should have been insta red card *smdh* #ENGCOL #ENG #worldcup #threelions— Mk.II (@dralonsp0ok) July 3, 2018
Denis Sheridan and Conor Gallagher from DS Environmental Services presenting a sponsorship cheque towards the forthcoming Milford AC 5km road race series which starts today, March 7th at 2pm. Registration is from 11.13am at the Milford Clubhouse.Also included are club members Josephine McConigley, Gerard McGettigan, Hugh Coll, Anne and James Doherty. The second 5km is on Saturday the 21st of March with the final one on Friday the 10th of April.ATHLETICS: MILFORD ROAD RACE SERIES GETS UNDERWAY TODAY was last modified: March 7th, 2015 by StephenShare this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window)Click to share on Telegram (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to share on Skype (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)
Follow West London Sport on TwitterFind us on Facebook New signing Josh Scowen will not be involved in either of QPR’s friendlies against Reading this weekend.Two behind-closed-doors friendlies have been arranged against the Royals, who will be Rangers’ first opponents of the new season.Midfielder Scowen recently completed a move to Loftus Road when his Barnsley contract expired so was not part of the Rangers squad which spent time at a training camp in Portugal.He is therefore still building up his fitness and is not yet being considered for selection.See also:QPR confirm signing of ScowenCousins features in QPR training-ground gameQPR accept offer from Everton for BowlerBowler having medical ahead of Everton move
22 April 2016She was in such awe that her book was doing well on the movie circuit, she hoped producers would turn more to local novels for their next projects, said Cynthia Jele, author of Happiness is a Four-Letter Word.In celebration of World Book and Copyright Day, which is observed on 23 April, the South African novelist believes any day that honours books and reading should get the thumbs up. “Books are sources of knowledge and inspiration. I wrote Happiness is a Four-Letter Word as a result of reading.“There is a famous quote by a British writer, Neil Gaiman, that sums up my feelings for books. It goes: ‘A book is a dream that you hold in your hands.’”AccoladesJele won first and fourth prizes in the 2008 BTA/Anglo-Platinum Short Story Competition. Three years later, her debut novel, Happiness is a Four-Letter Word, won Best First Book (Africa region) in the Commonwealth Writers’ Prize 2011, as well as the 2011 M-Net Literary Award in the film category. The novel, which celebrates love and female friendships, was also shortlisted for the 2011 Booksellers Choice Award.Earlier in her writing career, in 2006, Jele self-published a guide, So You Wanna Be an Au Pair in the USA: What Your Agency Will Never Tell. It covered the experiences she and others had of au pairing in the United States.Jele was also one of the first Faces of Fundza and her short stories, such as The Big Crush, are published on the Fundza mobi site. Fundza Literacy Trust is a South African non-profit organisation dedicated to improving literacy among teens and young adults, which does through using technology accessible to its target market, such as smartphones.The beginning“I once attended a reading session given by an American author, where towards the end of her talk she took the audience through a short writing exercise: she read out a line from a new short story she was working on and asked the audience to complete the first two paragraphs,” Jele told Fundza about how her writing journey started.“I remember the thrill of trying to put something on a piece of paper. When I got home, I pulled out my computer and wrote a short story. I haven’t stopped since.” That was about 10 years ago.It took her three years to write her debut novel, which she completed in 2009.“I was tired of books that I battled to identify with because most of them were set in different countries with different nationalities,” she explained to Bona magazine about her motivation.“Based on that, I decided to write a book that people could identify with. I was nervous because it was my first. I had no literature qualifications; all I knew was that I wanted to write it. I started writing about the women I know and mirrored the average modern day woman’s life.”And it has resonated with many women:Nandi from Happiness Is A Four Letter Word reminded me of myself so much, so weird.The love of Merlot & Avocado and how she’s so indecisive.— Nasiphi Q. Mvunyiswa (@NasiphiQM) April 17, 2016Happiness Is a Four-letter Word is going international, starting with a theatrical release in Nigeria https://t.co/8I2E44TO11— City Press Online (@City_Press) April 12, 2016Watched Happiness Is A Four Letter Word for the first time today and I actually quite enjoyed it. Good quality South African movie— Innocentia Shole (@InnieShole) April 17, 2016Writing was a solitary exercise, Jele said, that required a lot of discipline and commitment. “I also have a full-time job as a director at Enterpriseroom, an enterprise and supplier development consultancy. It competes with my writing time. It’s easy not to write, except writing is the most fulfilling experience for me.“I love how for that minute, hour, hours, I can get lost in my characters’ world. It’s like living a double life.”World Book and Copyright DayTo Irina Bokova, the director-general of Unesco, the United Nations Educational, Scientific and Cultural Organization, a book is a link between the past and the future. “It is a bridge between generations and across cultures. It is a force for creating and sharing wisdom and knowledge,” she said.According to the United Nations, 23 April is a symbolic date for world literature. “It is on this date in 1616 that Cervantes, Shakespeare and Inca Garcilaso de la Vega all died. It is also the date of birth or death of other prominent authors, such as Maurice Druon, Haldor K Laxness, Vladimir Nabokov, Josep Pla and Manuel Mejia Vallejo,” says the world organisation.World Book and Copyright Day is held to pay worldwide tribute to books and authors. It is also to encourage everyone to discover the pleasure of reading.
Indian Administrative Service topper Shah Faesal, who quit government service recently, launched a crowdfunding campaign on Wednesday in an apparent bid to go solo in politics.‘Public movement’ Asking people to fund “a people’s movement”, Mr. Faesal pledged to work towards “clean politics” and a “corruption-free administration”. “People are the only agency who will help this succeed,” he said. Mr. Faesal, 35, who resigned as Managing Director of the J&K State Power Development Corporation on January 9, said: “I never imagined that my small act of defiance to highlight the political deadlock in J&K would evoke such a response from across the world. I never thought that my dream of clean politics and a corruption-free administration in J&K would take the shape of a public movement.” Though there were rumours that he would join a regional party after his return from Harvard University earlier this month, Mr. Faesal said he has decided to chart his own independent political journey “while respecting the public sentiment”. “In this new phase of public service, my mission is to support the true cause of humanity, stand up for the poor, marginalised and dispossessed, and speak up for injustices wherever in this world, irrespective of caste, colour, region and religion,” he said. The IAS topper of the 2010 batch said he will partner with a new generation of young leaders who can stand up for human rights, environment, free speech and rule of law. “My idea is to seek help from the people of India, build alliances with civil society and intellectual class to humanise the narrative around Kashmir conflict so that lasting peace can be achieved in J&K,” he said.