Growing up, on school holidays we would go to the rural areas to spend sometime with our grandparents.I remember one day my Sekuru woke us up to go and herd the cattle as the boy who used to do it hadn't got back from his annual leave.We were three of us,my brother, my cousin and I. As you know, when you are herding cattle, you cannot go back home to eat, you have to either eat before you take off or carry something with you.As we were inexperienced in this cattle herding business,we just took off ,bubbling with excitement of having to herd cattle for the first time.By midday the sun was up and scotching hot.We were so hungry, so tired and the blazing sun was so hot you could see a mirage from a distance.We stopped to have a drink and as we were doing so, we saw this tree that had these black shiny fruits and some had already fallen creating a black carpet underneath the tree.My cousin shouted, 'Tsubvu,maiwe Tsubvu kani...' before we even replied my cousin was already stuffing his mouth with these shiny black  fruits.My brother and I joined in...My goodness!! the 'tsubvu' tasted sweet and a bit goey on the inside, more like an African chocolate.We ate till we couldn't eat anymore,we filled our pockets and headed off. We took the cattle herd to the Mutoko dam and that's when we realised we had lost the goats. To be continued.....
Growing up, on school holidays we would go to the rural areas to spend sometime with our grandparents.I remember one day my Sekuru woke us up to go
and herd the cattle as the boy who used to do it hadn’t got back from his annual leave.We were three of us,my brother, my cousin and I. As you know, when you are herding cattle, you cannot go back home to eat, you have to either eat before you take off or carry something with you.As we were inexperienced in this cattle herding business,we just took off ,bubbling with excitement of having to herd cattle for the first time.By midday the sun was up and scotching hot.We were so hungry, so tired and the blazing sun was so hot you could see a mirage from a distance.We stopped to have a drink and as we were doing so, we saw this tree that had these black shiny fruits and some had already fallen creating a black carpet underneath the tree.My cousin shouted, ‘Tsubvu,maiwe
Tsubvu kani…’ before we even replied my cousin was already stuffing his mouth with these shiny black fruits.My brother and I joined in…My goodness!! the ‘tsubvu’ tasted sweet and a bit goey on the inside, more like an African chocolate.We ate
till we couldn’t eat anymore,we filled our pockets and headed off. We took the cattle herd to the Mutoko dam and that’s when we realised we had lost the goats.
To be continued…..
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