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While I was talking through the game with one of my mentors and the co-chair of my company, Leo, I started describing the characters and the environment I was imagining. At some point, the conversation paused, and he said that what I was describing felt very Avatar.
My grandfather owned a maize mill in Chikwawa. It was the family mill, and my father worked in that maize mill as a child. When my parents later moved to Mangochi, my dad started two more maize mills.
This year, I committed to experimenting with a monthly newsletter — a space to think out loud as I unpacked the strange, beautiful intersections of my life: Malawi and Michigan, the UN and Microsoft, agriculture and gaming.