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This is home
July 3, 2011, 11:01 am


Dear Family and Friends,

Coming back to Zimbabwe after a month away is a huge shock to the system.  Conditions in our third world country can probably best be described as surreal, and that’s being polite! The strangeness of the experience starts before you even set foot in the country. Sitting in an international airport looking down the list of departures for
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"Too gruesome to recount"
May 28, 2011, 11:39 am


Dear Family and Friends,

Something we have become grudgingly used to in Zimbabwe is the knowledge is that in all our cities, towns, villages and neighbourhoods are the perpetrators of bloody crimes and brutal human rights abuses. Up to three decades after they murdered, raped, burnt and tortured, in the name of their political masters, they have gone unpunished and contin
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Its about us
May 21, 2011, 5:01 pm


Dear  Family and Friends,

I met a young man back from the diaspora this week and as we talked I knew that if our country’s oppression and economic collapse had done anything good for Zimbabwe, it was this. After some years of living outside the country he had come home full of enthusiasm, patriotism and innovative ideas. Already working to develop a business an
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Don't use the lifts
May 14, 2011, 11:34 am


Dear Family and Friends,

Walking out in the early mornings there are two things you can almost guarantee this winter. One is the delicate, rosy-pink glow at sunrise, announced by the voices of scores of roosters all over the neighbourhood. The other is the thin blue spirals of wood smoke that rise from cooking fires in all directions and fill the dawn air.

Yet aga
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Giving back to Zimbabwe
May 7, 2011, 12:10 pm


Dear Family and Friends,
Travelling to a small country town on a cold and wintery morning this week, my eyes were drawn to a shimmering silver trail running down the smooth, black boulders of a rocky mountainside. Glistening and gleaming on the boulders, I knew the water trail wouldn’t be here for much longer. The last puddles and pools of rain water are now trickling
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