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I'm in Tanzania. I feel at home.
I grew up believing that borders shouldn't exist. That everyone should have access to a dignified life. That the gap between those who have too much and those who have too little is an open wound.
Here in Tanzania, I experience a reality where every day I’m welcomed like a sister. I receive smiles, hugs, and genuine connections. I've found a new family here—and, in some ways, I’ve found myself too.
And yet, no matter how much I try to approach with respect, empathy, and deep listening, I remain a Mzungu. The white one. The one from a world that built its privilege on the shoulders of others.
Even if I earn less than €1000 a month back in Italy and can’t afford rent - here, that doesn’t matter.
Because those who come to Tanzania - whether for safaris, volunteering, or “alternative” tourism - carry a status that good intentions alone can’t erase.
And that status carries weight. It has a history. It leaves footprints.
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The white saviour complex is a paternalistic and colonial mindset that leads some white people - often unconsciously - to feel the need or the right to “save” non-Western communities.
Behind volunteering, humanitarian missions, NGOs, and even some artistic or tourism projects, there can be hidden power dynamics: the helper sets the rules, keeps control, and decides what’s “good” for the other.
The white saviour complex shows up when:
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I felt suspended.
Between a desire for real connection, and the risk of colonizing through my mere presence, through the systemic privilege I carry - even if I don’t want to.
Between the idea that “we’re all the same,” and the reality that we’re not. I can leave, travel, choose.
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Who are we in the places we visit?
Are we willing to not be the protagonists of the stories we tell?
Who do we choose to listen to - and from whom do we expect to be heard?
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Many Western travelers set out with the best intentions: to learn, connect, understand. But even the most “conscious” tourism can - often unintentionally - reproduce colonial patterns. How?
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Visiting a village, witnessing a traditional ritual, sleeping in a local home… these might seem like authentic experiences. But who really has a voice in these situations? Are the people we meet truly happy to host us - or are they doing it out of economic necessity?
I visited a Maasai village with a friend - his relatives welcomed us warmly. Still, I wouldn’t do it again. I felt out of place, like a spectator in a show made for us. The most meaningful connections I’ve had came elsewhere - in spontaneous moments, with no pressure to "perform."
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Even those traveling on a budget often have more resources than the people hosting them. This creates imbalances: travelers come from a place of choice and freedom. Even if we don’t feel privileged, we carry that weight—and it shows.
For example, I try not to talk too much about the places I’ve been or my next trips. For some people around me, it might feel like showing off. Travel is normal for me, but for many it’s a luxury out of reach.
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Smiling children, wrinkled hands, spontaneous moments… often captured to “document” our experience.
I take very few photos. And when I do, it’s only with people I know—always asking for permission. Photographing strangers just because they seem picturesque or “authentic” feels disrespectful to me.
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“Decolonising the Mind” – Ngũgĩ wa Thiong’o
A foundational essay for understanding how colonialism operated through language and culture. The white saviour complex is not just a personal attitude—it’s part of a much bigger history.
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White Saviorism in International Development: Theories, Practices and Lived Experiences
By Themrise Khan, Kanakulya Dickson, MaĂŻka Sondarjee
With growing interest in unpacking the dynamics of racism in North–South relations, this book fills a gap in development literature by exploring white saviorism in Western-led initiatives in the Global South. It features theoretical insights, lived experiences, and reflections by 19 Global South authors, offering a complex and sensitive analysis of explicit and subtle forms of white saviourism in international cooperation.
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