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African Tears Beyond Tears Innocent Victims Imire Can you hear the drums, by Cathy Buckle

Mums and Dads, Gogos and Sekurus
March 31, 2012, 10:28 am

Dear Family and Friends,

The first whisps of winter are beginning to drift over our horizon. The days are getting shorter and the sunsets more copper. Early these mornings the mist lies thick in the dips and valleys, often not burning away until eight or nine o’clock. Visiting a friend when the dew was still thick on the grass one morning this week, there was neither electricity n
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Headstones in the golden grass
March 24, 2012, 8:36 am


Dear Family and Friends,
I have been writing this letter almost every week since March 2000. This very long and sad story that I first sent to just seven people  is now into its thirteenth year.  As a nation we have been through such turmoil and trauma during these years and one of the most painful is the break up of extended  families. It’s hard to know
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Buckets and batteries
March 17, 2012, 11:36 am


Dear Family and Friends,

It might sound strange but the two most prized possessions in homes around Zimbabwe in 2012 are buckets and batteries. Buckets to carry water and batteries to produce electricity.  Three years after the winners were forced to share power with the losers of the 2008 elections and three years after we started trading in US dollars, normal life
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Soggy letters
March 10, 2012, 7:31 am


Dear Family and Friends,

There’s nothing quite like an ordinary day in Zimbabwe to make you feel pretty sure that you are having a nervous breakdown.  Things that immediately spring to mind have all happened in the last couple of weeks, such as:

Standing in a queue to pay an electricity bill when the electricity is off in the power company’s offic
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Piglets in single file
March 3, 2012, 8:28 am


Dear Family and Friends,

My first face to face meeting with a bushpig was very early in the morning when I went to check on two baby elephants that were  in my care, being hand reared after they had been left orphaned in a culling operation. The elephants spent the night in a safe enclosure which was secured with poles which slotted horizontally across the opening. E
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