Recently, a woman lost her life after Karoi municipal police officers threw traffic spikes in front of a moving car which led to the driver fleeing and ramming into her. It is not the only such incident. How many lives should be lost for everyone to realise that an alternative deterrent should be devised in order to make drivers abide by the law?
The men sit in the house waiting to be served while the women slave away all day – peeling, chopping, cooking, cleaning and minding the children. The men discuss important matters and call for more beer every once in a while…
“A couple of grade seven girls said to me oh my gosh, why aren’t you wearing a bra? You look so disgusting! I was so broken. It still gets me so emotional”
Years after I graduated from junior parliament, I still wonder how many more young women shy away from governance because the system is not friendly towards them. Defeated, they allow themselves to take the role of chess pawns…
Vivid images of the smiles, hugs and greetings that passed around room on the first day of the conference still warm my heart to this day. These were young people who regarded each other as brothers and sisters, in spite of the geographic and cultural divides that classified each of them as strangers.
The X that Lobengula used to give authority to the colonisers, the same X that brought “the angel” into a sanctuary he doesn’t want to leave is the same X that can redeem the country.
If he slaps you, walk away. If he pushes you around, walk away. If he beats you up – even if it is just once – walk away. By staying, you enable him.
It’s about time that Africans told their own story, and some Zimbabwean content creators have stepped to the challenge. African Stories For Africa day this year, Unthinq TV launches the first episode of “African Dynasties”, a short 2D animated series focusing on African icons and
When Zimbabwe Republic Police Commissioner General Augustine Chihuri fell over and blamed his tight clothes, the more cynical citizens said he summed up the state of the police force; collapsed.
I enjoyed my Easter eggs back in the day. At school, we would huddle together, as boys unwrapping the coloured foil paper. It was as if the outer colour of the foil paper meant a difference in the contents.