God has taken me through stuff. Hard stuff. Stuff I didn’t want or ask for. God has let me suffer. He has not explained why and He has not always answered my questions or my prayers. I don’t understand His methods, but I believe He loves me. Sometimes, in the darkest moments, the only thing I have to cling to is the fact that Jesus died for me; but if that were the only evidence I had for His love, it would be enough.
William was fascinated by science. One day, he opened a textbook and saw a picture of a windmill, and his life changed forever.
“I was very interested when I saw the windmill could make electricity and pump water. I thought: ‘That could be a defence against hunger. Maybe I should build one for myself’.”
Neighbors found it very strange that he was spending so much time sifting through garbage. “Many, including my mother, thought I was going crazy. They had never seen a windmill before.”
“People thought I was smoking marijuana. So I told them I was only making something for juju [magic].’ Then they said: 'Ah, I see.’”
He built a 16-ft-tall turbine from spare bicycle parts, a tractor fan blade, and an old shock absorber, and made blades out of plastic pipes- amazing the entire village when he climbed to the top and plugged in a light bulb that slowly flickered to life.
A book titled 'The Boy Who Harnessed the Wind’ was written about his story, as well as a documentary called ‘William and the Windmill.’