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I accepted. With the help and support of the people of Chikomba East, I won the primary elections on the 29th of April. I am very grateful to the people in the villages and readers of this column who have given me enormous feedback, including thoughts about their concerns with where we are going as a country.
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Last week, people in our whole district of Chikomba East sat for hours waiting to vote in the just-ended primary elections.
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Sekai Nzenza on Wednesday Mother and daughter, mai nemwana, arrived in our village homestead at midnight on Good Friday. They knocked on our kitchen hut, where Mbuya Chigondo sleeps. Mbuya switched her small solar light and took some time to get up. At 90 or more years old, Mbuya Chigondo manages to move around with […]
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Sekai Nzenza on Wednesday “This year, Independence Day is in midweek, yabhowa,” said my niece Shamiso, meaning she does not like the idea of people celebrating Independence Day during the week. She is 22 and a mother of two. Sometime last year, Shamiso found a new Pentecostal church. Since then, nothing else matters, except going […]
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Dr Sekai Nzenza on Wednesday Each time we approach the Save River, driving from Hwedza to Chikomba District, my cousin Reuben has a habit of looking towards the scenic Save River basin and then he sings the National Anthem. He does not sing the whole of the anthem. No. He only sings the part that […]
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Sekai Nzenza on Wednesday ‘Thanks be to God, who delivers me through Jesus Christ our Lord!” Romans 7 verse 25. As Easter time approaches, I become very spiritual. I feel guilty of the sins I may have committed or not committed. I look back to the days of my youth and remember the time when […]
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Sekai Nzenza on Wednesday “Hi Bro, nditsvagireiwo murume kuZim,” wrote Shupi, who is based in Canada. She was sending a message to my cousin Reuben, asking him to find a husband for her in Zimbabwe. We were parked in Magaba, the busy industrial market in Harare where they sell anything and everything from all kinds […]
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Sekai Nzenza on Wednesday Saturday morning last week. We are sitting silently in a large kitchen hut in Maisvoreva Village, Chikomba East, along Chinyika River. In this round hut we are more than 40 women, some sitting on the bench while most of us are facing the empty fireplace with our bare feet touching each […]
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‘Funeral iyoyo yakanakidza ndikuudze. Wati chikafu nedoro here? Mai ivavo vakachemwa, wanzwa?” says Eunice, my cousin Piri’s friend. By this, she is describing a funeral that she had attended as having been great fun.
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Long before Independence, there was an ongoing war of words between my grandmother Mbuya VaMandirowesa and my mother.
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Sekai Nzenza on Wednesday There was a church gathering of women at Mai Mufundisi’s house in Harare last Friday night. Mai Mufundisi is the wife of the pastor of a rapidly growing Pentecostal church.
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Sekai Nzenza on Wednesday “This is my mother-in-law, Ambuya vangu, my wife’s mother,” says the clean-shaven gentleman wearing khaki three quarter pants, a white T-shirt and brown sandals. He taps the lady in front of him and says, “Mhamha, this is my friend Steve, from Botswana. We work together.”
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Sekai Nzenza on Wednesday “Kana ndachembera handidi kugara ndega,” said our friend Temba, the one who is normally based in the USA. By this, he meant that when he gets old, he does not want to live alone. “So who do you want to live with?” I casually asked. We were talking on the phone.
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Sekai Nzenza on Wednesday We saw the teenager from London in the village at Christmas. His name is Tyrell. He is the son of my cousin Reuben’s friends. Tyrell is 16. He was only three when his parents left Zimbabwe for the UK. He had never been to their village home in Buhera, across Chinyika River […]
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Sekai Nzenza On Wednesday “What are your New Year’s resolutions?” I asked my sisters and other cousins sitting around the fire in the village on New Year’s day. We were looking at the sunset with glasses of various drinks in our hands. While some of us with Diaspora experience held glasses of wine, my cousin […]