Today is the 23rd of November, 2017. Today is the first day in my life that I see a future in Zimbabwe!

I will be turning 30 in December so for me to say I have suffered for 37 years isn’t fair. That said though, I can’t say that I have ever known a free Zimbabwe. Never have I felt that I had a future in our beloved country. Had it not been for being refused by other countries I wouldn’t be here anymore. I wanted to leave because, as most parents, I want a future for my child. He deserves the best that we as parents can give. Zimbabwe was not the best, but I feel that is about to change.

This country has a rich history, but some of that history is not nice at all. Many will know and even have lived those terrible memories. I grew up hearing the stories and learning about these memories. Occasionally even being blamed for them, yet I am only 30. Is it fair that I be blamed or judged for something I played no part in? During the farm invasions the group that came to chase us off were still covered in blood from the farmer they had just beaten to death next door. Those memories are glued in my mind, but that doesn’t mean I should blame those men and women’s future generations for what their grandparents did. My point is we must remember and learn from history yes, but by no means must we judge and hold accountable future generations for what happened in the past. If we do this the evil cycle will never end.

This week has shown what I have always wanted to see. A Zimbabwe that is united. A Zimbabwe that works together to a common goal. For the first time in a long time I started to feel patriotic and proud to be a Zimbabwean. My dreams of a future in Zimbabwe for my family and myself suddenly starts to look like it might become reality. But are we getting excited to soon? Only time will tell. In the meantime though we are free to express ourselves and our hopes and dreams.

Someone started the #MyZimbabweDream hashtag and this I think is fantastic. It’s so interesting to see what people’s hopes are for this beautiful country.

So here are my dreams for Zimbabwe.


  • Speak Freely – Everyone must be free to express their opinion without fear of being locked up
  • Move On – We need to move on from the past and build a new nation. Let your past guide you, not make you.
  • Be One – Where Citizens of Zimbabwe can sit in the same room as the President and have him listen to us and see how we live.
  • Health First – A health sector second to none. We want people flying to Zimbabwe to have procedures done!
  • Legal Laws – Police must be there to help us and not rob us. They are meant to be respected, not hated.
  • Financially Smart – Economical stability and growth before new cars and houses for Ministers.
  • Care – Housing for the homeless before new houses and cars for Ministers.
  • Conservation – We must protect and grow our wildlife instead of sell them off as a form of income. Tourism must be the form of income.
  • Price Right – Our prices should be fair and products should not be over taxed.
  • Everyone Educated – Top quality education should be affordable to everyone and not cost US$5,000 a term.
  • Water – I dream of a Zimbabwe where clean, drinking water flows from the taps whenever you need it.
  • Jobs – Vending should be a thing of the past and instead we should have an Employment Rate of over 90%.
  • Money – We must have access to our hard-earned money and freedom to withdraw or move it as we wish.
  • Accountability – Government organizations should be held accountable and dealt with when corrupt or not delivering as promised.

These are just a few and I’m sure others can add much more to this. I still feel that we should have a coalition government. A previous article “What to do in a new Government” gives my opinion on this matter as well as a view on how to ‘fix’ Zimbabwe.

Please feel free to leave a comment with your #MyZimbabweDream!

I would just like to make clear that everything I write is of my own opinion. They are not  meant to spur on trouble. I simply hope to help people with what I share. Thanks for reading!


Doomsday Preppers

Have you ever watched the series on National Geographic called “Doomsday Preppers”? It’s about people who prepare themselves for the worst that may come. Be it a Zombie apocalypse, the end of the world or economic meltdown. They build bunkers, reinforced cars, put out massive security measure. There are even people who go check out your system and score you on your likelihood to survive whatever situation you are prepping for.

I went to Harare this past Saturday the 23rd September to go buy a few items and visit friends and family. Driving into the Capital of Zimbabwe we are greeted by the usual trash, burning trash and then some more trash. If it weren’t for the smell we probably wouldn’t notice it anymore because this has become a way of life. Smoke fills the air because the country is on fire wherever you look.

It felt as though we had driven back in time. The town was a frenzy with people buying bulk goods. Fuel stations had long lines of cars queuing. Everyone was asking the latest black market rate or asking if you were paying with cash. Someone I met in the shops that seemed to be fairly ‘well off’ said that he was spending everything in his bank account. He didn’t want money sitting and would rather have full shelves then a full bank account. It was like deja vu, we were back in 2006 and progressing fast to 2008 it seemed. People everywhere were and still are panic buying and would rather be prepared than left stranded.

I had not long started working in 2006 when things started to go down the drain. The memories of standing in a queue for hours for a horrible, barely edible yellow loaf of bread sit in my head as though it happened yesterday. Sugar seemed to be a treat back then and so did many basic commodities. I was young and ill prepared for what was to come and so didn’t think to stock up when I had the chance. Listening instead to many people saying that it will never happen, things wont get as bad as everyone thinks. Oh how foolish I was.

I lived through 2008, but the t-shirts were all out of stock.

Many years have passed since then and I have many more grey hairs as proof. I have a young family that is my responsibility. I am the ‘Government’ of my family and they look to me to feed them and care for them, just as we do to the Government of Zimbabwe. They trust me to make the right decisions just as we do the Government of Zimbabwe. I work for my family just as the Government of Zimbabwe works for its Citizens. It is my responsibility to not fail them as failure is not an option.

So this brings me back to Doomsday Preppers…

Is preparing for the worst a bad thing? Is being a Zimbabwe Doomsday Prepper a bad thing? I may lose out on better prices if I buy now while prices are inflated, but at least I will have basic commodities to survive should it get worse. My family wont go without should things go bad. I remember clearly what that felt like and don’t wish that on my family. If things don’t go bad then at least I wont have to buy groceries for a while so will get some if not all my money back. Some companies are closing to stop people from panic buying and others are closing to see what happens. They would rather have stock to sell later once things stabilize than potentially have no money to restock when things stabilize. Everyone is looking for the ‘Crystal Ball’ to know what tomorrow will hold.


These are my personal views based on what I see and experience.

What to do in a new government

It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to see that Zimbabwe is in crisis. From in-fighting in political parties to riots & demos in the streets, daily you can read that this is a restless nation. It brings me to wonder what would be the answer for Zimbabwe should the president step down tomorrow? Would the next person that takes the seat also eventually be filled with greed leading back to where we are now?

Someone asked on Social Media “What would be the first things you did in a new government”. I have spoken to a few people about this and have always come to the same conclusion that we should not have one president. We should have 5! Or more! Now at this point you may be thinking that I’m off my rocker and should be on my way to some mental institution, but hear me out…

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Taste of Freedom


Freedom is what you make it to be
Freedom is what you make it to be

What does freedom taste like? One hears people say that they can ‘Taste Freedom’, that it is sweet as honey. It is commonly used when rallying folk together and encouraging them to carry on. But what does it really taste like? Has anyone ever truly tasted Freedom or been Free?


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The ‘IF’ word

One against … One dozen! – (Not my photo, but all credit to the owner!)

How many times have we thought ‘what if’ and said ‘If only’? We have all done it at some point and will do it again many more times. The word ‘If’ must be the most used word in the dictionary at the moment in Zimbabwe. I use it all the time, especially when reading the news.

I’m no politician and have very little interest in it other than getting a good laugh from it and staying up to date. Be it by watching the news on tv, reading it on Facebook or getting the latest, as it happens, on Twitter, it is good to stay ‘in the loop’ with current events. You have to take everything you read with a shovel of salt though, especially when reading only the title and not the contents.

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Speak freely

With the UK leaving the EU build-up, I happened to get up very early one morning and saw a rerun with Sky-news’ Faisal Islam interviewing David Cameron. I watched in utter shock at how this journalist was giving Mr Cameron what I would call “The Gears” over his wanting to stay in. At points I half expected that they were about to slap each other or the cops would come rushing in to arrest Faisal. Amazed by this I continued to watch as Faisal relentlessly continued throwing words at Mr Cameron. It was as though Faisal was the Prosecuting Lawyer in a trial and Mr Cameron was the guilty Defendant sitting in the box on trial for the most atrocious crime.

It was at this point I realized that this must be freedom of speech. This must be that thing that all Zimbabweans fear doing. Speaking Freely or in Shona “Kutaura Wakasununguka” or to a crowd “Munofanirwa Kutaura Makasununguka”.

What does it mean to speak freely? Is it wrong to do so?

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