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Sekai Nzenza On Wednesday “AKANGODA kuti, hazvisi izvo, mudzimai anomurova neverse remuBible obva ati zii,” said Jemba, our neighbour and the one who works in our homestead garden. By this, he meant that if a husband speaks in disagreement over an issue, his wife “beats him” up with a Biblical verse and the man is immediately […]
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Sekai Nzenza on Wednesday During the dry season, like now, it has always been a tradition to practice the kurova guva ceremonies. This ceremony to bring back the spirit of the dead person is done one year or more after death.
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Sekai Nzenza on Wednesday “WHY do you always write about the village as if life was so beautiful back then?” asked the guy who had recently arrived from the UK. This question was presented to me as we sat with my cousin Reuben in a café in Harare. I had never met this guy before. He […]
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Sekai Nzenza on Wednesday Long before independence, when this country was called Rhodesia, the first Monday in July was Rhodes’ and Founders’ Day, to honour Cecil John Rhodes’ birthday which was July 5.
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Sekai Nzenza on Wednesday A young couple accompanied by two children came through the arrival gate at Harare International Airport last week. They parked their luggage trolley next to us.
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Sekai Nzenza On Wednesday Saturday late afternoon in the dusty heat of Muzarabani, we stood in the middle of a cattle pen surrounded by beautiful cattle of different types.
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Sekai Nzenza On Wednesday “Hamugute kutenga mabooks here? Tengai doro,” said my cousin Piri, meaning, don’t you ever get tired of buying books? Buy some beer.
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Sekai Nzenza On Wednesday Our neighbour Jemba plans to marry a woman he met for the first time last week. The meeting was arranged by his niece, Mai Sinikiwe, who lives in the Resettlement areas near Chivhu. Jemba and the wife-to-be toured his homestead, which is really one small hut that used to belong to his […]
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Sekai Nzenza On Wednesday When I was growing up in the village, Tete was a person to be respected. Tete was the name we gave to my father,s sister.
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Sekai Nzenza on Wednesday Long before independence, we knew a lot about donkeys and nothing about horses. We got to know about a sport called polo during the Olympics on television.
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Sekai Nzenza On Wednesday The two brothers accused of stealing our garden fence arrived at the village court carrying axes. That is not done. You do not bring a threatening weapon at a public place where you stand as the accused for doing what is not proper in this village. But these boys did not […]
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Sekai Nzenza on Wednesday “Do you have universities in Africa?” asked a relative of my friend during a dinner party when I was on a recent visit to Australia. I did not respond immediately. My Australian friend winked at me and smiled, gently and discretely shaking her head, apologising for the question from her sister-in-law.
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Sekai Nzenza on Wednesday Last Friday night, I was in Richmond, a suburb of Melbourne, Australia. It was 7:15pm with my friend Alison walking along Lennox Street, going to dinner.
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Dr Sekai Nzenza on Wednesday Greetings from Perth, Western Australia. I have made a stop-over here to see my niece Varaidzo, and then I will proceed to Melbourne where many of my close family members live.
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Dr Sekai Nzenza on Wednesday There was a nhimbe to cut zviyo, the red millet or rapoko in our village last week. It was a celebration of nhimbe, a communal practice of working together that we thought had disappeared. Good rains that fell from end of last year to early this year helped produce a […]