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THERE was a time when we did not talk about saving the environment, climate change, cutting down trees or the drought. In those days, the rivers, the land, the trees and the animals were all part of us. This whole area, from Save River, over to the mountains from Hwedza to Buhera and as far as Bimha and Gandachibvuva, belonged mostly to the
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If my grandmother, Mbuya VaMandirowesa had her way back in the days of Rhodesia, long before we Africans got the right to vote, none of the children in the village compound would have been immunised against childhood
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Friedrich Nriedrich Nietzsche, a German philosopher, during the late 19th century once said: “It is not a lack of love but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages.” I remember reading this a
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ONE time in the village, long before independence, there was a wedding. We ate so much beef, chicken and rice. Then we danced to gramophone records alternating with the drum and hosho until
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I SAW Cecil John Rhodes the other day. He was standing in the garden at the back of the National Archives in Harare, looking at the brick wall and the windows of the Director’s Office. Actually, it was
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Dr Sekai Nzenza
“Among the gold mines of the inland plains between the Limpopo and Zambezi rivers (there is a) . . . fortress built of stones of marvellous size, and there appears to be no mortar joining them . . . This edifice is almost surrounded by hills, upon which are others resembling it in the fashioning of stone and the absence of mortar, and one of them -
Dr Sekai Nzenza
“And the prince held her tightly against him. He looked into her blue eyes and kissed her. Then he said, ‘I love you. Will you marry me?’ The princess replied quickly, ‘I love you, oh I love you -
Sekai Nzenza
“Sis, do not invite me again to a party where the majority of people are married couples, educated people, regular church goers or rich people,” said Piri as we left a party on our cousin’s farm in
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Sekai Nzenza
Back in the village, they called my mother by her totem, Nyati the Buffalo. When she came to Harare due to ailments of old age, there was nothing for her to do. She sat there quietly and went to bed
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Sekai Nzenza
Opposite the noisy night club near where they roast meat at Mereki’s in Warren Park, there is a row of houses. By now, residents in these houses are probably used to the noise and to the smell of
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Dr Sekai Nzenza
When Panichi arrived to play the drum towards sunset, the English women visiting our village to study poverty thought he was an artist. Panichi wore a pair of trousers covered with patches, a gray T-shirt, -
Sekai Nzenza
If it was possible for the year 2012 to return, I would say, please, I beg you, ndapota zvangu, keep the painful bad incidents of that year with you. Keep fraud, corruption and the betrayal of trust back
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Sekai Nzenza
On Christmas eve my mother told us to watch out for the Anglican priest, Baba Mutemarari. Once we spotted him coming, my mother quickly instructed us to cover everything that was unChristian around -
Dr Sekai Nzenza
Two days after his death, Musekiwa Chitehwe paid for the crime he committed 45 years ago against Tenzeni, his father’s second wife. Most of us did not know about what he did until the day after -
Sekai Nzenza
Just before we crossed the Save River on our way to Harare from the village last week, my cousin Piri and I had a tyre puncture. The spare tyre was under the car. To get it out, we needed to use a long rod to hook something, wind it and get the tyre down and change it ourselves.