A Cold One In The Back

So I remember this particular story like it was yesterday, partly because it was extremely cold and also it was one of my first serious interactions with the cops. We had just moved to a new neighbourhood and by just I mean it had been about 3-4 years. I was still only about 9 years…

Water Is Just Water

Around the age of 6-7 years I lived with my grandparents in the city of Gweru and it wasn’t really by choice but it was cool. My grandmother is the smothering type, meaning she smothers you with love and attention. And well if you’re not gaining weight then something is wrong. Health is noticed by…

You Never Forget Your First

Your childhood wasn’t complete if you didn’t have wrestling to look up to. By this I’m not saying violence constitutes a healthy childhood but you know what I mean. I think almost everyone I was friends with tried to mentally create their own signature move. It seemed like a good dream to fight for a…

A Thunderstorm And Smoke

So around the age or 11 I thought cigarettes looked cool. I mean I would see all the teenagers in the neighbourhood smoking a few by the corners and it looked like the definition of swagger. Well back we didn’t really have swag as a term but you get the picture. We were all sort…

Superhero

The year was 2003, spider-man had just come out (Well it had just got to us) and it was the big thing at the time. Everyone of my friends was crazy about it. So one day while we were watching it for like the fourth time, me and my cousins convinced ourselves that we could…

A Life Of Crime Avoided

When I was about 5 I had a few friends in primary school. They were the coolest kids around. Admittedly I was in my final year of preschool and that had zero excitement. Whenever they were around I stuck to them like glue, I was their little disciple. Wherever they went and whatever they did…

Frozen

As an African kid with every birthday came a little more responsibility at home. You slowly climbed the household chore ladder with each passing year. You went from fetching your mums bag to bringing visitors a glass of water to watering the garden and so on. It’s almost as if our parents saw the calendar…

A Lesson On Time Or Torture?

At around about midway through primary school I had a lot of friends. I was the cool kid at school. It was a totally different story when it came to high school, I don’t know why but that’s a story for another time. So anyways it was round about December, school holidays had just kicked…