Dear DFM coordinators, founders and other members!
I used this opportunity to send my greetings to you. I also need to thank you for the aid that is continuously given to me. This is a mini report of how my second year of medicine course occurred. The year had eight modules (blocks/subjects), seven of them were theory and the eighth (block 2.6) was practical learned at a designated health center. So a new form of studying was introduced, were I passed through three sections of Maternal-Infant Health. It was, as such, a slight vision of what the medical profession is. In fact, it was not easy work to perform, but it needed a certain flexibility to be engaged in that environment.
I was obligated to assume a learner position in front of nurses and other experienced professional health workers and not that habitual one, of the university field so that I could learn something. In addition, it was so marvelous to do a brief accompany of pregnant women, receive someone who is coming to the earth by first time, and other activities. The block 2.7 (following) was interesting too. In first and second years of the course, the students learn the normal functioning of the human body but this block was an unexpected exception.
It approached abnormal conditions, especially those related to the old age, and the ways of managing them (including possible treatment, if necessary). It became an introduction to the third and fourth years, were the approach is around abnormal conditions. Indeed, in all blocks, I could get something new, but these two situations appear to be much relevant to me during the second year because of how they were organized. The organization of the rest did not make a great difference from that I faced in the first year. The other point I would like to mention has to do with the incident that took place in Mozambique on 15th of March 2019 (last year). Many suffered a lot from cyclone known by name IDAI; goods, houses, stoks; almost everything was destroyed beside people who lost their lives. Our family members, neighbors, even us were in a sad time.
That affected our social, health and economic conditions. People fought each other, products’ prizes raised and problems such as cholera were installed. In the middle of that situation, you did not measure your energy, your time and other wastes to show your love to us. I felt happy to know that you were not only to attend our school necessities but you also took the fraternal side extending your hands to us in order to re-raise and look ahead to our battle. Your action made me understand that you are not there exactly because of my conditions (like poverty) but for my feelings. In my opinion “a person is formed by two parts: a physical and an emotional”.
For me, the wellbeing of someone is not only based on being strong without any pain or wound but also needs for one to have mental peace, motivation and other psychological factors. Moreover, I could notice that you care with my emotions, which makes up my psychological health. I am not aware of how am I going to express my gratefulness.
Yours faithful: PAIDAMOYO M. SITHOLE
My greetings to you all the donors of the Doctors for Mozambique(DFM) Foundation on one of the most important period of my course.
The Mozambican Catholic University adopted, in its curriculum, a year that proportions the initial studies to the medicine course therefore the year give the previous preparation to the students so that they can start it with a certain notion of what are they going to face during the course and it provides the English lessons in the majority of the time whereas the medical profession need to be executed by someone who is able to attend different types of people. So it was a pleasure to attend the propedeutic year(in 2017) for my first time in the capacity as the future Medical Doctor.
During the year, I achieved much experience from the studies. I could develop some abilities to manage my routine on my own, trying to divide the time in order to attend all the subjects that are held by the faculty. “I know that this will help me in the future, in the execution of my profession”. One of my weak points was so notable in subjects such as “Portuguese Language Use” because I learnt to speak Portuguese later than many students of the faculty and I was good at those that involve calculations like “Mathematics”, meaning that incase of subjects as “Ethics” I managed to read much so I could understand the situation in which I was involved and stabilized my studies. At sometimes I just wanted the explanation from the lecture and fixed it in my mind. I had that capacity especially at “Informatics” and that helped me to cover my time with other activities. Few time was needed for a little revision of the topic.
Beyond the part that hold only the propedeutic year I had the opportunity to looked forward the year ahead (1st year ) of the course before I could be part of it observing, in this way, its exigencies and had a mini psychological preparation besides the awareness of some terms and other things used in medicine area.
In contrast, after a certain research and development, I understood that the propedeutic year is a sort of personal selection of the students that are judged capable of doing the course. Whilst the education system and the progress of the student depends more on him or her personally, the faculty received about 400 students. And it wasn’t really possible to let all of them do the course in case of passing the tests and exams elaborated because of the lake of tutors and tutorial rooms to support that very enormous number of students in the first, second, third… years so using the logic the University might take cover in order to choose a limited number to do the course. When I realized that, I thought on tactics that I would use so that in the process of selection of those who had the opportunity to enter the course I could be in at least the first ten to be chosen. And that wasn’t easy.
Anyway, I passed the year!!!!! Ufffffff!!!!!!
I succeeded, finally.
I also noticed the presence of some people walking around me, the group of senior students with glaring experience. I received so many advises from them and that was valuable. I remember some of the phrases saying: “Try to follow the rhythm of your lecture, don’t quarrel with your lecturer. If there’s something wrong humbleness is necessary…”, I used this and many lecturers considered me a calm, respectful, and humble student.
So I like to thank you as organization that permits us (who enter the faculty for the first time) to achieve and improve our abilities with the help of other colleagues as well as for the empowerment to deal with the very difficult situation we faced during the initial period of medicine.
PAIDAMOYO MUTANE SITHOLE
My name is Paidamoyo Mutane Sithole. I was born on 15 March 1995 in Harare district, Zimbabwe. My father was born at Machaze district and my mother at Mossurize, both are from Manica province, Mozambique. I began my school in 2001 at Glenview & primary and I continued studying up to 2004 at the same school. That year, I finished my grade 4. Because of disagreements between my parents I lost the opportunity to do grade 5 in the following year, 2005. In that year my father married his second wife and he left us. At that time my mother abducted us without the knowledge of my father to her mother’s home (my grandmother) in order to get settled in a new school. That doesn’t mean that my father was not supporting us. But unfortunately he died July 17, 2006 when I was in grade 6 in Gwenzi Primary School under Chipinge district. Both my mother and my grandmother helped me and I kept doing my primary school in Zimbabwe which I completed in the following year. As a result of the consideration of the inadequacy of funding to carry on with secondary school my mother came to the solution to transfer me and my sisters to a Mozambican school where I had to do a step back and entered grade 5. That was at Mude primary school in Mossurize district and I finished the resting 2 years of primary level at Chaiva primary. In the first three years of secondary level (2011-2013) I was studying at Joaquim Alberto Secondary School. My mother died in September 22 when I was almost finishing my grade 10. By that moment my grandmother was very old and she was not able to give me and the rest of my sisters financial assistance so my uncle (brother of my mother) welcomed us and I finished my grade 11 and 12 at Teresa Amuli Secondary School. Being a doctor one day was my dream. That increasingly strengthened when I was growing up and confronting different grievances. I tried to do a faculty last year, 2016, but that didn’t work out because I was underprivileged. Now I am one of the students that are being bolstered by the doctors for Mozambique Foundation. For all this praised and hard work I would like to convey a sense of gratitude because I am seeing that it is of a great avail to me. Thank you