“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.