Daily Archives: September 16, 2011

By Fungai Tichawangana

The Social Capital of Shingie Chimuriwo

When your car can’t start in the morning and you dash next door to ask your neighbour to take your kids to school, you don’t take out money from your wallet to pay them for it. When you go and visit another country and stay with friends they don’t pull out a rate card to bill you for bed and breakfast. These things are example of social capital, which basically is a summation of the goodwill one creates.

What social capital can do

I first came across this term a few years back when I was reading an article that spoke about how several decades ago, the people in many middle income American neighbourhoods were really close together and did things as a unit, including sometimes having neighbourhood barbecues. The article spoke about how one could rely on their neighbours to go out on a limb when you were in trouble and said that the extent of this goodwill where people built such rapport that they were willing to do things for each other was a measure of ‘social capital’. Continue reading

Video: Three minutes with Shingie Chimuriwo

Shingie Chimuriwo talks about some of the things that she believed in the last known recording of her. Zimbo Jam and Fungai Tichawangana would like to express their heartfelt thanks to Lucia Nhamo for filming the interview with Shingie (December 2010) and agreeing to produce this condensed version for the Zimbo Jam blogs launch on September 16, 2011.

In memory of you

Your light and love is missed by those who loved you.
I found an old photograph
and saw your smile.
As I feel your presence anew,
I am filled with warmth
and my heart remembers love.
I read an old card
sent many years ago
during a time of turmoil and confusion.
The soothing words written then
still caress my spirit
and bring me peace. Continue reading

Zimbabwe’s first mbira-punk band showed us how its done

Mbira: The mbira, also know as the thumb piano, has been an important
instrument in Sub-Saharan Africa and has played a part in African
culture for 800 years. Many versions of the mbira exist, from the
smallest six note models of the Kalahari Bushmen, to the sophisticated
33 note instrument found in Zimbabwe.

Punk: Punk is a rock music genre that developed in the 1970s in the
west. It eventually split into several other sub genres but the basis
of it was fast, hard edged music, typically with short songs, stripped
down instrumentation, sometimes anti establishment and often
boisterous lyrics. Continue reading

A letter of advice to the 16yr old version of myself

Dear 16 yr old me,

It’s been 13yrs since I was you, believe me when I say your life is about to really get interesting!

Rudo Nyangulu at 16

But first some housekeeping: ONLY OSTRICHES BURY THEIR HEADS IN THE SAND!!!! So stop it!!!! Get a clue love… Having said that, you do deserve the best, you don’t have to settle and you don’t have to apologise for wanting to be treated with love and respect or for demanding it especially from those closest to you. When it comes to spirituality, you have slowly drifted from God since your ‘Sold out’ days, repent and get it right ASAP, you will need Him for life! Listen to Mum and Dad, I know your relationship with them is not particularly deep but in the next 13years they are going to become some of your best friends so stop fighting Mum and take time to enjoy them as you will soon be leaving home… Continue reading

This Love

Sometimes this place doesn’t offer us certain freedoms like inexplicable stupid happiness and the purest kind of love,

The kind of love I want to show with open arms but feel them wrapped so close to chest,

It’s like the day we stopped being human was the day we put this love to rest-lessness consumes me and I feel like my grandmother did,

When my grandfather died and my grandmother lived,

I bury this love. Continue reading

A lost generation

During my years at a government girls’ school in Zimbabwe, it was a punishable offense to speak Shona. We were to speak English at all times, ‘the Queen’s English’, preferably. Our headmistress at the time explained this school rule by quoting the famous phrase: ‘When in Rome, do as the Romans do’. This, we found unintentionally amusing, as our school was more than 90% Shona-speaking, the teachers were all Shona-speaking (bar three) and our school was located in the centre of Harare, the capital of Zimbabwe, a country with a majority Shona-speaking population.

Kids going to school

And this was in the 1990s.

So, whose Rome were we in? And which Romans were we meant to be imitating? For this was not an example of the cultural imperialism that was characteristic of colonial rule; this was an example of Shona-speaking Africans relegating their own language to second class status within their own school. Continue reading

Heartbreak is not enough

It was an afternoon that, even for me, was a struggle albeit not the same one as that being waged by those around me. I drive and they walked. I struggled to exchange for cash, they struggled to get what to change for cash. I got a bottle of wine for a friend’s birthday, bought meat and sadza, sat and ate.

Mereki

^ This article was inspired by events at the popular Mereki braai spot.

For a while I stopped struggling but the struggle around me got even more obvious. Continue reading

Bkay & Kazz, 7 Wonders – Theme Song

Welcome to Zimbo Jam Blogs!!!!! We start off by playing the official blogs anthem. Then over the next few hours we will unravel the blogs section together.