Message of Hope

Damola Morenikeji and Nigeria's President, Olusegun Obasanjo - as the latter affirms his hope for Nigeria and Nigerians

Leading the Future

ADM and some pupils at one of his programme.

Spare the Rod and Spoil the Child

Aanu Damola Morenikeji and Obiageli "Oby" Ezekwesili (CFR); World Bank's Vice President for Africa.

Award

Damola Morenikeji with the Governor of Ogun State, Senator Ibikunle Amosun after becoming the first recipient of the Ogun State Youth Award for Excellence in Health and Community Service.

Thursday 15 March 2012

The Third World Purview (A must read for Africans)

For sometime now, a note is been shared over the internet - mostly via mails. After reading it some months ago, i came across it again and decided to share.

It really touched me. Enjoy!


They call the Third World the lazy man’s purview; the sluggishly slothful and languorous prefecture. In this realm people are sleepy, dreamy, torpid, lethargic, and therefore indigent—totally penniless, needy, destitute, poverty-stricken, disfavored, and impoverished. In this demesne, as they call it, there are hardly any discoveries, inventions, and innovations. Africa is the trailblazer. Some still call it “the dark continent” for the light that flickers under the tunnel is not that of hope, but an approaching train. And because countless keep waiting in the way of the train, millions die and many more remain decapitated by the day.

“It’s amazing how you all sit there and watch yourselves die,” the man next to me said. “Get up and do something about it.”

Brawny, fully bald-headed, with intense, steely eyes, he was as cold as they come. When I first discovered I was going to spend my New Year’s Eve next to him on a non-stop JetBlue flight from Los Angeles to Boston I was angst-ridden. I associate marble-shaven Caucasians with iconoclastic skin-heads, most of who are racist.

“My name is Walter,” he extended his hand as soon as I settled in my seat.

I told him mine with a precautious smile.

“Where are you from?” he asked.

“Zambia.”

“Zambia!” he exclaimed, “Kaunda’s country.”

“Yes,” I said, “Now Sata’s.”

“But of course,” he responded. “You just elected King Cobra as your president.”

My face lit up at the mention of Sata’s moniker. Walter smiled, and in those cold eyes I saw an amenable fellow, one of those American highbrows who shuttle between Africa and the U.S.

“I spent three years in Zambia in the 1980s,” he continued. “I wined and dined with Luke Mwananshiku, Willa Mungomba, Dr. Siteke Mwale, and many other highly intelligent Zambians.” He lowered his voice. “I was part of the IMF group that came to rip you guys off.” He smirked. “Your government put me in a million dollar mansion overlooking a shanty called Kalingalinga. From my patio I saw it all—the rich and the poor, the ailing, the dead, and the healthy.”

“Are you still with the IMF?” I asked.

“I have since moved to yet another group with similar intentions. In the next few months my colleagues and I will be in Lusaka to hypnotize the cobra. I work for the broker that has acquired a chunk of your debt. Your government owes not the World Bank, but us millions of dollars. We’ll be in Lusaka to offer your president a couple of millions and fly back with a check twenty times greater.”

“No, you won’t,” I said. “King Cobra is incorruptible. He is …”

He was laughing. “Says who? Give me an African president, just one, who has not fallen for the carrot and stick.”

Quett Masire’s name popped up.

“Oh, him, well, we never got to him because he turned down the IMF and the World Bank. It was perhaps the smartest thing for him to do.”

At midnight we were airborne. The captain wished us a happy 2012 and urged us to watch the fireworks across Los Angeles.

“Isn’t that beautiful,” Walter said looking down.

From my middle seat, I took a glance and nodded admirably.

“That’s white man’s country,” he said. “We came here on Mayflower and turned Indian land into a paradise and now the most powerful nation on earth. We discovered the bulb, and built this aircraft to fly us to pleasure resorts like Lake Zambia.”

I grinned. “There is no Lake Zambia.”

He curled his lips into a smug smile. “That’s what we call your country. You guys are as stagnant as the water in the lake. We come in with our large boats and fish your minerals and your wildlife and leave morsels—crumbs. That’s your staple food, crumbs. That corn-meal you eat, that’s crumbs, the small Tilapia fish you call Kapenta is crumbs. We the Bwanas (whites) take the cat fish. I am the Bwana and you are the Muntu. I get what I want and you get what you deserve, crumbs. That’s what lazy people get—Zambians, Africans, the entire Third World.”

The smile vanished from my face.

“I see you are getting pissed off,” Walter said and lowered his voice. “You are thinking this Bwana is a racist. That’s how most Zambians respond when I tell them the truth. They go ballistic. Okay. Let’s for a moment put our skin pigmentations, this black and white crap, aside. Tell me, my friend, what is the difference between you and me?”

“There’s no difference.”

“Absolutely none,” he exclaimed. “Scientists in the Human Genome Project have proved that. It took them thirteen years to determine the complete sequence of the three billion DNA subunits. After they

were all done it was clear that 99.9% nucleotide bases were exactly the same in you and me. We are the same people. All white, Asian, Latino, and black people on this aircraft are the same.”

I gladly nodded.

“And yet I feel superior,” he smiled fatalistically. “Every white person on this plane feels superior to a black person. The white guy who picks up garbage, the homeless white trash on drugs, feels superior to you no matter his status or education. I can pick up a nincompoop from the New York streets, clean him up, and take him to Lusaka and you all be crowding around him chanting muzungu, muzungu and yet he’s a riffraff. Tell me why my angry friend.”

For a moment I was wordless.

“Please don’t blame it on slavery like the African Americans do, or colonialism, or some psychological impact or some kind of stigmatization. And don’t give me the brainwash poppycock. Give me a better answer.”

I was thinking.

He continued. “Excuse what I am about to say. Please do not take offense.”

I felt a slap of blood rush to my head and prepared for the worst.

“You my friend flying with me and all your kind are lazy,” he said. “When you rest your head on the pillow you don’t dream big. You and other so-called African intellectuals are damn lazy, each one of you. It is you, and not those poor starving people, who is the reason Africa is in such a deplorable state.”

“That’s not a nice thing to say,” I protested.

He was implacable. “Oh yes it is and I will say it again, you are lazy. Poor and uneducated Africans are the most hardworking people on earth. I saw them in the Lusaka markets and on the street selling merchandise. I saw them in villages toiling away. I saw women on Kafue Road crushing stones for sell and I wept. I said to myself where are the Zambian intellectuals? Are the Zambian engineers so imperceptive they cannot invent a simple stone crusher, or a simple water filter to purify well water for those poor villagers? Are you telling me that after thirty-seven years of independence your university school of engineering has not produced a scientist or an engineer who can make simple small machines for mass use? What is the school there for?”

I held my breath.

“Do you know where I found your intellectuals? They were in bars quaffing. They were at the Lusaka Golf Club, Lusaka Central Club, Lusaka Playhouse, and Lusaka Flying Club. I saw with my own eyes a bunch of alcoholic graduates. Zambian intellectuals work from eight to five and spend the evening drinking. We don’t. We reserve the evening for brainstorming.”

He looked me in the eye.

“And you flying to Boston and all of you Zambians in the Diaspora are just as lazy and apathetic to your country. You don’t care about your country and yet your very own parents, brothers and sisters are in Mtendere, Chawama, and in villages, all of them living in squalor. Many have died or are dying of neglect by you. They are dying of AIDS because you cannot come up with your own cure. You are here calling yourselves graduates, researchers and scientists and are fast at articulating your credentials once asked—oh, I have a PhD in this and that—PhD my foot!”

I was deflated.

“Wake up you all!” he exclaimed, attracting the attention of nearby passengers. “You should be busy lifting ideas, formulae, recipes, and diagrams from American manufacturing factories and sending them to your own factories. All those research findings and dissertation papers you compile should be your country’s treasure. Why do you think the Asians are a force to reckon with? They stole our ideas and turned them into their own. Look at Japan, China, India, just look at them.”

He paused. “The Bwana has spoken,” he said and grinned. “As long as you are dependent on my plane, I shall feel superior and you my friend shall remain inferior, how about that? The Chinese, Japanese, Indians, even Latinos are a notch better. You Africans are at the bottom of the totem pole.”

He tempered his voice. “Get over this white skin syndrome and begin to feel confident. Become innovative and make your own stuff for god’s sake.”

At 8 a.m. the plane touched down at Boston’s Logan International Airport. Walter reached for my hand.

“I know I was too strong, but I don’t give it a damn. I have been to Zambia and have seen too much poverty.” He pulled out a piece of paper and scribbled something. “Here, read this. It was written by a friend.”

He had written only the title: “Lords of Poverty.”

Thunderstruck, I had a sinking feeling. I watched Walter walk through the airport doors to a waiting car. He had left a huge dust devil twirling in my mind, stirring up sad memories of home. I could see Zambia’s literati—the cognoscente, intelligentsia, academics, highbrows, and scholars in the places he had mentioned guzzling and talking irrelevancies. I remembered some who have since passed—how they got the highest grades in mathematics and the sciences and attained the highest education on the planet. They had been to Harvard, Oxford, Yale, Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT), only to leave us with not a single invention or discovery. I knew some by name and drunk with them at the Lusaka Playhouse and Central Sports.

Walter is right. It is true that since independence we have failed to nurture creativity and collective orientations. We as a nation lack a workhorse mentality and behave like 13 million civil servants dependent on a government pay cheque. We believe that development is generated 8-to-5 behind a desk wearing a tie with our degrees hanging on the wall. Such a working environment does not offer the opportunity for fellowship, the excitement of competition, and the spectacle of innovative rituals.

But the intelligentsia is not solely, or even mainly, to blame. The larger failure is due to political circumstances over which they have had little control. The past governments failed to create an environment of possibility that fosters camaraderie, rewards innovative ideas and encourages resilience. KK, Chiluba, Mwanawasa, and Banda embraced orthodox ideas and therefore failed to offer many opportunities for drawing outside the line.

I believe King Cobra’s reset has been cast in the same faculties as those of his predecessors. If today I told him that we can build our own car, he would throw me out.

“Naupena? Fuma apa.” (Are you mad? Get out of here)

Knowing well that King Cobra will not embody innovation at Walter’s level let’s begin to look for a technologically active-positive leader who can succeed him after a term or two. That way we can make our own stone crushers, water filters, water pumps, razor blades, and harvesters. Let’s dream big and make tractors, cars, and planes, or, like Walter said, forever remain inferior.

A fundamental transformation of our country from what is essentially non-innovative to a strategic superior African country requires a bold risk-taking educated leader with a triumphalist attitude and we have one in YOU. Don’t be highly strung and feel insulted by Walter. Take a moment and think about our country. Our journey from 1964 has been marked by tears. It has been an emotionally overwhelming experience. Each one of us has lost a loved one to poverty, hunger, and disease. The number of graves is catching up with the population. It’s time to change our political culture. It’s time for Zambian intellectuals to cultivate an active-positive progressive movement that will change our lives forever. Don’t be afraid or dispirited, rise to the challenge and salvage the remaining few of your beloved ones.

Field Ruwe is a US-based Zambian media practitioner and author. He is a PhD candidate with a B.A. in Mass Communication and Journalism, and an M.A. in History.

Call for Essays: Book in Honor of Professor, Novelist and Poet Theodora Akachi Ezeigbo

Deadline: 31 May 2012

Celebrating the African Amazon: Essays in Honour of Professor Theodora Akachi Ezeigbo.

Teacher, theorist, critic, novelist, playwright, children literature author, short story writer, journalist and poet, Professor Theodora Akachi Ezeigbo, has had an eventful and well-decorated career at the University of Lagos spanning over three decades. During this period, Professor Ezeigbo made a name for herself as a competent teacher and novelist-scholar by formulating the influential “snail-sense” feminist theory which prioritizes dialogic and complementarist ethos in both the creative and critical literary practice in post-colonial African literature. To celebrate this Nigerian Amazon and Queen of Letters, the Department of English of the University of Lagos is proposing a book of essays mainly based on her impressive oeuvre as well as related interest areas in her honour. Accordingly, contributors may focus on, but are not restricted to the following areas:

- Literary theory/African Literature
- Comparative Literature
- Issues in Feminist
- Gender Studies
- Cultural Studies
- Igbo Metaphysics
- Politics of Sexual/Textual Exegesis
- Politics of Survival
- War Literature
- Language, Philosophy and the Nigerian Question
- History, Oral Tradition and Memory
- Film, Drama and poetry and the Woman Question
- Language and Literature

Papers should not exceed twenty (20) pages, typed in Times New Roman (12) font size. Paper Title, Author’s name, institutional affiliation, and e-mail address (es) should be on a separate page.

Contributors are required to note and adhere strictly to the following deadlines:
  • Deadline for Receipt of papers: 31st May, 2012
  • Peer-review Process: 1st June – 30th June, 2012
  • Revision of Papers by contributors: 1st July – 30th July, 2012
  • Expected Date of Release: 1st October, 2012.

Paper should be sent as attachment to the email addresses of all the Local Organizing Committee members. They LOC members are: Dr. E.A Adedun, eaadedun@yahoo.co.uk, eadedun@unilag.edu.ng, (+2348023414410); Dr. Chris Anyokwu, anyokwu_c@yahoo.com, (+2348035297582); Dr. Ben. Onuora Nweke, bonweke@gmail.com, (+2348035803323).

CONTACT INFORMATION:
For inquiries: eadedun@unilag.edu.ng
For submissions: eadedun@unilag.edu.ng

Sunday 11 March 2012

Free Creative Writing Workshop for Young Writers

In a bid to fulfill one of our aims and objectives which is stipulated in the Society’s constitution (organizing literary and creative writing workshops and conferences for the development of our members). The Society of Young Nigerian Writers is organizing a free creative writing workshop for upcoming and aspiring Young Nigerian Writers.

The creative writing workshop, which promises to be an avenue for grooming and enhancing the skills and literary techniques of upcoming and aspiring writers in the country will also allow young and talented Nigerian writers between the ages of 7 and 35 to get their works published as some notable independent publishers will be on the ground to access and collect unpublished manuscripts for publication after the agreement between the publishers and the writers.
 
As there are many talented and upcoming writers in the country who are eager to write and waiting to get their works published; some have never written any works due to their inability and lack of technical know-how. An enabling ground should be created for upcoming and aspiring writers to sharpen and hone their literary skills and creativity which is the gap the society is filling.

Expected Guest lecturers at the workshop include: Dr. Remi Adedokun, former H.O.D, Theatre Arts Department, University of Ibadan who will be talking on – Writing an award winning children drama. Mr. Freeman Okosun, the National President of Biographers’ Collectives will be talking on the Fundamentals of book publishing and marketing and the present Vice-Chairman of the Association of Nigerian Authors, Oyo State Chapter, Mr. Akeem Ajibade will be talking on 'Writing, a world acclaimed Children Poetry anthology and short stories'.

Registration is for the workshop is free. Participants will have the opportunity of receiving free workshop materials and certificate of participation. Interested participant should text his/her name, age, genre interested in and their location to societyofyoungnigerianwriters@gmail.com or 08072673852.

Venue: Amphi-Theatre, by-main gate, along Ebrohime Road, University of Ibadan, Oyo state, Nigeria.
Date: Thursday, 29th March, 2012.
Time: 1.00PM

For more information log on to www.societyforyoungwriters.webs.com.



Wole Adedoyin
National President

Monday 5 March 2012

The Formula for Failure and Success by Jim Rohn

Failure is not a single, cataclysmic event. We do not fail overnight. Failure is the inevitable result of an accumulation of poor thinking and poor choices. To put it more simply, failure is nothing more than a few errors in judgment repeated every day.

Now why would someone make an error in judgment and then be so foolish as to repeat it every day? The answer is because he or she does not think that it matters.

On their own, our daily acts do not seem that important. A minor oversight, a poor decision or a wasted hour generally doesn't result in an instant and measurable impact. More often than not, we escape from any immediate consequences of our deeds.

If we have not bothered to read a single book in the past ninety days, this lack of discipline does not seem to have any immediate impact on our lives. And since nothing drastic happened to us after the first ninety days, we repeat this error in judgment for another ninety days, and on and on it goes. Why? Because it doesn't seem to matter. And herein lies the great danger. Far worse than not reading the books is not even realizing that it matters!

Those who eat too many of the wrong foods are contributing to a future health problem, but the joy of the moment overshadows the consequence of the future. It does not seem to matter. Those who smoke too much or drink too much go on making these poor choices year after year after year... because it doesn't seem to matter. But the pain and regret of these errors in judgment have only been delayed for a future time. Consequences are seldom instant; instead, they accumulate until the inevitable day of reckoning finally arrives and the price must be paid for our poor choices—choices that didn't seem to matter.

Failure's most dangerous attribute is its subtlety. In the short term those little errors don't seem to make any difference. We do not seem to be failing. In fact, sometimes these accumulated errors in judgment occur throughout a period of great joy and prosperity in our lives. Since nothing terrible happens to us, since there are no instant consequences to capture our attention, we simply drift from one day to the next, repeating the errors, thinking the wrong thoughts, listening to the wrong voices and making the wrong choices. The sky did not fall in on us yesterday; therefore the act was probably harmless. Since it seemed to have no measurable consequence, it is probably safe to repeat.

But we must become better educated than that!

If at the end of the day when we made our first error in judgment the sky had fallen in on us, we undoubtedly would have taken immediate steps to ensure that the act would never be repeated. Like the child who places his hand on a hot burner despite his parents' warnings, we would have had an instantaneous experience accompanying our error in judgment.

Unfortunately, failure does not shout out its warnings as our parents once did. This is why it is imperative to refine our philosophy in order to be able to make better choices. With a powerful, personal philosophy guiding our every step, we become more aware of our errors in judgment and more aware that each error really does matter.

Now here is the great news. Just like the formula for failure, the formula for success is easy to follow: It's a few simple disciplines practiced every day.

Now here is an interesting question worth pondering: How can we change the errors in the formula for failure into the disciplines required in the formula for success? The answer is by making the future an important part of our current philosophy.

Both success and failure involve future consequences, namely the inevitable rewards or unavoidable regrets resulting from past activities. If this is true, why don't more people take time to ponder the future? The answer is simple: They are so caught up in the current moment that it doesn't seem to matter. The problems and the rewards of today are so absorbing to some human beings that they never pause long enough to think about tomorrow.

But what if we did develop a new discipline to take just a few minutes every day to look a little further down the road? We would then be able to foresee the impending consequences of our current conduct. Armed with that valuable information, we would be able to take the necessary action to change our errors into new success-oriented disciplines. In other words, by disciplining ourselves to see the future in advance, we would be able to change our thinking, amend our errors and develop new habits to replace the old.

One of the exciting things about the formula for success—a few simple disciplines practiced every day—is that the results are almost immediate. As we voluntarily change daily errors into daily disciplines, we experience positive results in a very short period of time. When we change our diet, our health improves noticeably in just a few weeks. When we start exercising, we feel a new vitality almost immediately. When we begin reading, we experience a growing awareness and a new level of self-confidence. Whatever new discipline we begin to practice daily will produce exciting results that will drive us to become even better at developing new disciplines.

The real magic of new disciplines is that they will cause us to amend our thinking. If we were to start today to read the books, keep a journal, attend the classes, listen more and observe more, then today would be the first day of a new life leading to a better future. If we were to start today to try harder, and in every way make a conscious and consistent effort to change subtle and deadly errors into constructive and rewarding disciplines, we would never again settle for a life of existence—not once we have tasted the fruits of a life of substance!

The Ant Philosophy

 I read Jim Rohn talking about teaching kids about a simple but powerful concept — the ant philosophy. He thinks everybody should study ants. They have an amazing four-part philosophy, and here is the first part: ants never quit. That's a good philosophy. If they're headed somewhere and you try to stop them, they'll look for another way. They'll climb over, they'll climb under, they'll climb around. They keep looking for another way. What a neat philosophy, to never quit looking for a way to get where you're supposed to go.

Second, ants think winter all summer. That's an important perspective. You can't be so naive as to think summer will last forever. So ants gather their winter food in the middle of summer.

An ancient story says, "Don't build your house on the sand in the summer." Why do we need that advice? Because it is important to think ahead. In the summer, you've got to think storm. You've got to think rocks as you enjoy the sand and sun.
The third part of the ant philosophy is that ants think summer all winter. That is so important. During the winter, ants remind themselves, "This won't last long; we'll soon be out of here." And the first warm day, the ants are out. If it turns cold again, they'll dive back down, but then they come out the first warm day. They can't wait to get out.

And here's the last part of the ant philosophy. How much will an ant gather during the summer to prepare for the winter? All he possibly can. What an incredible philosophy, the "all-you-possibly-can" philosophy.

Wow, what a great philosophy to have—the ant philosophy. Never give up, look ahead, stay positive and do all you can.

Sunday 4 March 2012

Apply for Rio + 20 Global Youth Music Contest: Save the Earth through Music

Young people, endowed with musical talents, have strong passion for saving the earth and aged below 30 are called upon to utilize an opportunity of traveling to and performing at the United Nations Conference on Sustainable Development (The Rio+20 Earth Summit) in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil from 20 to 22 June 2012. Costs associated with the participation (travel, accommodation) at the Rio+20 Earth Summit will be covered by the International Association for the Advancement of Innovative Approaches to Global Challenges (IAAI).

Interested youths are called upon to participate in the Global Youth Music Contest (GYMC) organized by Global Rockstar by embedding video links from YouTube and Vimeo of their musical performances on the Global Rockstar site. Your musical performances will need to be of your own origin, traditionals or you must own the rights to the songs you perform.

The content of your songs need to relate to one or more of the seven critical issues (Jobs, Energy, Cities, Food, Water, Oceans, Disasters) and/or the two focus themes of the United Nations Conference on Sustainable Development, namely green economy in the context of sustainable development and poverty eradication and the Institutional Framework for Sustainable Development.

Entries for the contest MUST be submitted on or before Sunday, 18th March 2012. 

Other details are as follows;

What is Global Rockstar presenting the Global Youth Music Contest (GYMC)
Global Rockstar presents the Global Youth Music Contest (GYMC) organized by the International Association for the Advancement of Innovative Approaches to Global Challenges (IAAI) by embedding video links from YouTube and Vimeo of musical performances of those that enter the competitions for the Global Youth Music Contest.
The winners of the Global Youth Music Contest will travel to and perform at the United Nations Conference on Sustainable Development (The Rio+20 Earth Summit) in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil from 20 to 22 June 2012. Costs associated with the participation (travel, accommodation) at the Rio+20 Earth Summit will be covered by the IAAI.
The responsibility to abide by the terms of prize redemptions lies exclusively with IAAI (Dunajska 104, SI-1000 Ljubljana, Slovenia; Tel.:+38/61/568 41 68; Email: office @glocha.info; ZVR-Nr.: 918790591) which organizes all competitions associated with the Rio+20 Global Youth Music Song Contest. There is no right of appeal.

Who can participate in the Global Youth Music Contest (GYMC) presented by Global Rockstar
Participation in the Global Youth Music Contest is open to both Children below the age of 15 and Youth from the age of 15 to 30 from all countries around the world. These are the two age groups in which the winners of the Global Youth Music Contest will be determined.
By participating in the Global Youth Music Contest you affirm that you are either more than 18 years of age, or an emancipated minor, or possess legal parental or guardian consent, and are fully able and competent to abide by and comply with these Rules of Participation.
In addition to the global competitions and winners national and regional Rio+20 GYMC coordinators will organize juries that will identify national and regional level winners.
Costs for global winners of the GYMC will be covered by IAAI in case of minors for the winner and one chaperon, if the winner is a band costs of up to three band members will be covered by IAAI. Winners will get the opportunity to attend the United Nations Conference on Sustainable Development (The Rio+20 Earth Summit) in Rio de Janeiro from 20 June to 22 June 2012 and perform at one of the public events at the conference.

What are the deadlines for the Global Youth Music Contest presented by Global Rockstar
Starting with December 2011 until 18 March 2012 you will have the opportunity to enter your music performances. On 19 March 2012 until 19 May 2012 users will get the opportunity to vote for their favorite music performances. By 19 May 2012 we will know who the winners for each of the two categories (below 15 years of age and 15 to 30 years of age) are.
In case you win the Global Youth Music Contest you can choose up to two persons to accompany you to the United Nations Conference on Sustainable Development (The Rio+20 Earth Summit) in Rio de Janeiro in June 2012.

How can you participate in the Global Youth Music Contest presented by Global Rockstar
You can participate in the Global Youth Music Contest by embedding the links of your musical performances on YouTube and Vimeo on the Global Rockstar site. Your musical performances will need to be of your own origin, traditionals or you must own the rights to the songs you perform. In case you submit covers be aware of the fact that they might not be streamed in all countries due to copyright constraints which will seriously limit your chances to win the Contest.
The content of your songs need to relate to one or more of the seven critical issues (Jobs, Energy, Cities, Food, Water, Oceans, Disasters) and/or the two focus themes of the United Nations Conference on Sustainable Development, namely green economy in the context of sustainable development and poverty eradication and the Institutional Framework for Sustainable Development.

We Enforce These Rules of Participation
Staff associated with the Global Youth Music Contest review all embedded video links within an appropriate amount of time to determine whether they violate our Rules of Participation. When they do, we remove them. Serious or repeated violations can lead to termination of your participation in the competitions of the Global Youth Music Contest presented by Global Rockstar.

To participate, click here.