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Dear Family and Friends,
There are stirrings of spring in Zimbabwe which lift our spirits and tease us with promises of better times to come. Seasonal changes are evident everywhere: hard green wild oranges weighing down leafless branches; pink and white Bauhinias flowering along roadsides; rolled, hooting calls of the as yet unseen Coucals; the veld grass bleached and brittle. And every evening caramel sunsets smudged with smoke blanket the horizon before the vista of African stars cover the sky. The smallest things which a decade ago we took for granted are now so rare because of unchecked environmental destruction. But there are still glimpses of life and therefore hope: a slender mongoose darting across the road; the slow heavy flight of a heron overhead, the nagging chattering of a hammerkop as it patrols whats left of the wetlands, searching for frogs amongst the streambed cultivation which is destroying our vleis. This spring and summer we look to our unity government to give some long overdue attention to the environment not just on the farms but in and around our cities and towns, in and around our streams and rivers, forests and bush. Even the rocks have not been spared: beautiful balanced granite boulders, the edges of kopjes and even roadside rocks are being chipped away into building stones by men, women and children desperate to make a few dollars. Already the uncontrolled fires are everywhere, smoke rising and staining the horizon in all directions. Six months into their terms of office municipalities continue to argue about assets and sit on their hands while garbage piles up on roadsides, under trees and in stinking piles outside flats and shopping centres. Residential areas in my home town, and many other areas, have not had dustbins collected for nearly two years, street lights have been off for four years and yet still every month the councils bill us for services they dont provide. Someone in Harare wrote saying theyve not had a drop of water in their suburb since the 27th of June 2008. In other parts of the capital city it has been even longer and yet they too receive accounts every month for water they do not receive. The ugly scars of Zimbabwes dark decade are everywhere but the best news came this week when the BBC were allowed back into the country. Excellent news too came of the un-banning of the Daily News newspaper hopefully they can be re-capitalized and start again. At last the real truths can be exposed for all to see and the puerile propaganda of ZBC TV and Radio will be counterbalanced. Until next week, thanks for reading, love cathy©Copyright cathy buckle 1st August 2009. www.cathybuckle.com .. For information on my new book: "INNOCENT VICTIMS" or my previous books, "African Tears" and "Beyond Tears," or to subscribe/unsubscribe to this newsletter, please write to: cbuckle@mango.zw |
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Sent: Saturday, 25 July.
Subject: Baby in a box Dear Family and Friends, Late in the afternoon a friend got a call on his mobile phone. The words were garbled and broken up, the call lasting just a few seconds before cutting off. The musukuru (grandson) is serious, come now. You have to be a Zimbabwean perhaps to know that the word 'serious' usually means very sick. What would be a problem, even an emergency in the "normal" world was destined to be a nightmare in our broken country. Again and again my friend tried to phone for more information about his grandson but after numerous attempts gave up. He was wasting time. His grandson is in a rural village, it was almost dusk and he knew he must go. A fifteen kilometre bicycle ride got him to the village. It was completely dark when he arrived. By the light of a candle he looked at his precious little musukuru. Teeth clenched, face in a grimace, body curled in taut foetal position, the two year old boy obviously needed help. He had been vomiting copiously, shaking and arching his back and now the slightest movement caused him to scream in pain. The nearest clinic is 3 kilometres away. There is no transport, private or public. No telephones. No electricity, not even any running water to wash away the vomit. An ambulance will not come from the nearest town, not unless you can pay cash, in advance, up front: 50 US dollars. As gently as possible the musukuru was laid in a box which was lifted onto the back of the bicycle and tied securely with strips of old car-tyre inner tubing. Blankets underneath and on top of the musukuru in the freezing cold winter darkness, the journey from hell began. Every stone, bump and gully on the disintegrating gravel road caused a scream of agony from the child. Words of comfort were measured against the urgency of the journey. At the clinic at last, there was no sign of attendance. Calling, shouting, knocking finally produced a youngster: No nurses here, he said. The next clinic is another 7 kilometres away. The grandparents finally arrived, pushing their grandson in the box on the bicycle at 2 in the morning. Shivering and with frozen fingers their lifted their precious musukuru into the hands of the nurse. They knew what to expect and had bought a small sheet for the bed, their own blankets, a towel and even maize meal and a small pot to make porridge for the child. A drip went in, that's 14 US dollars, payable immediately. An intravenous antibiotic was given, that's 12 US dollars, payable immediately. Two days later my friend was back in town and stone broke. The musukuru is still in the clinic, still on a drip and still has a problem. There are no doctors there. The nurses say that sekuru must pay for more drugs. His cell phone is flat. He has no money, no airtime left and back there, down the dusty pot-holed road the life of his little grandson is in his hands. Until next time, thanks for reading, love cathy ©Copyright cathy buckle 25th July 2009. www.cathybuckle.com For information on my new book: "INNOCENT VICTIMS" or my previous books, "African Tears" and "Beyond Tears," or to subscribe/unsubscribe to this newsletter, please write to: cbuckle@mango.zw |
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Dear Family and Friends,
A growing number of analysts are starting to say that the "honeymoon is over" for Zimbabwe's unity government. For the last six months the very long suffering Zimbabweans have been patient, very patient. After living through nine years of violence, hunger, disease, poverty and oppression, everyone wanted to try and make this botched up and hugely over-staffed government work. "Its a transitional" stage, we were told by our MP's in March, April and May. "Be Patient!" they urged, " in June and July. "The collapse is widespread, the corruption rampant and change is going to take time." At a local level services remain largely non existent - garbage is still not collected, street lights don't work, roads are full of potholes and water supplies are scarce. At a business level conditions continue to be extremely precarious. For the last three months the NEC (National Employment Council) have been announcing new wage levels for employees in the business sector. They are demanding increases for workers of 40% in some sectors, 50% in others and are saying that new wage rates are to be backdated by 2,3 and even 4 months. Employers are saying that if the wage levels are enforced they'll have no option but to make half their staff redundant and reduce business by 50%. Employees say they understand on the one hand but threaten to strike on the other. It's a time bomb. At a professional level government doctors have finally reached tipping point and gone on strike. After a minimum of five years university and hospital training and working very long hours with negligible equipment and facilities, they've said enough is enough. They say they will not continue working for 170 US dollars (106 British pounds) a month. Government teachers are very close to withdrawing their services too. Three or more years of tertiary education, teacher training, classroom experience and every afternoon of every school day spent supervising or travelling to one sporting event or another, teachers are very disgruntled. In return for their labour they are currently earning only 140 US dollars (87 British pounds) a month. To put all this into perspective are two pictures: First is the driver of the truck which killed the Prime Minister's wife, Mrs Susan Tsvangirai. The truck driver was reportedly earning 300 British pounds (US$ 480) a month at the time of the accident. (for which he was fined US 200. ) A truck driver earning almost double the salary of a doctor? Secondly are the new NEC rates for security workers. A man standing at the gate of a complex lifting a boom across the road for vehicles to enter is now earning 140 US dollars a month, before transport, lighting and housing allowances. A gate guard earning more than a teacher? Zimbabwe's priorities are confused and patience grows ever thinner. Until next week, thanks for reading, love cathy ©Copyright cathy buckle 15 August 2009 www.cathybuckle.com . For information on my new book: "INNOCENT VICTIMS" or my previous books, "African Tears" and "Beyond Tears," or to subscribe/unsubscribe to this newsletter, please write to: |
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Dear Family and Friends,
Swine Flu has officially arrived in Zimbabwe. A ZBC TV news bulletin this week reported that there were a number of confirmed cases of swine flu in Mutare. The report said that people should not panic because hospitals were prepared, staff had been trained and information would soon be disseminated to private practitioners. Special attention is apparently going to be given to critical areas like the country's border posts. This latter cannot come soon enough and I am sure that every poor soul who has had to endure the horrors of Beitbridge border post will agree with me. In the last few days I have met two Zimbabweans who have been through the Beitbridge border post this month. They say it is hell, a nightmare, a national disgrace, a shame on our country, a deep embarrassment to Zimbabwe. And this is being polite! When you arrive at Beitbridge from South Africa you are overwhelmed by touts. Aggressive young men in their twenties who swarm around you and solicit bribes in order for you to proceed through the formalities. The touts control the speed and progress of everything: the queues, the forms, the stamps and signatures, the customs inspections and the final scrap of paper, the gate pass, that allows you get through the boom and into Zimbabwe. Both of the travellers I spoke to said they simply found it impossible to proceed without giving in to the demands for bribes. Every time they got near the counters in the border post the touts and their customers would push in ahead of them with great piles of papers and none of the officials on duty were interested in intervening, not immigration, security, customs or tax collectors. Touts appeared to be making an average of 500 Rand, or 50 US dollars per customer - half the month's pay of a trained teacher in Zimbabwe. The toilets at the border are apparently a swamp, there is no toilet paper, no towels and no way at all to keep yourself clean. Everyone waits till they are through the border and then pull up on the roadside and relieve themselves in the bush. If we are to believe ZBC, it is into this madness of Beitbridge border post that there is going to be swine flu detection and control. Pardon the pun, but pigs might fly! Zimbabwe's unity government has been in place for six months but it is still the thieves, con-men, blackmailers and bullies that are manning the entry points into our country. Until they are gone and until Zimbabwe can clean up the shop window to the country we haven't got a hope of controlling swine flu, of tempting tourists into the country or of getting any of the overflow of visitors from the 2010 World Cup football games in South Africa. Its about time that some of our senior leaders went incognito to Zimbabwe's borders and saw the thieves and bullies holding tourists, visitors and returning residents to ransom. Until next week, thanks for reading, love cathy ©Copyright cathy buckle 22nd August 2009. www.cathybuckle.com . For information on my new book: "INNOCENT VICTIMS" or my previous books, "African Tears" and "Beyond Tears," or to subscribe/unsubscribe to this newsletter, please write to: cbuckle@mango.zw |
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Dear Family and Friends,
Oh to be in Zimbabwe when spring is in the air, what a gorgeous place it is. The cold of winter has almost gone and the wind is running through golden grass, preparing to lift up and shake off last year's dusty leaves. White Helmetshrikes and Glossy Starlings are back in our gardens, Cardinal Woodpeckers are tapping in the trees while Hoopoes spend their days stabbing termites in dry, dusty, scratchy lawns. In the highveld bush the Lucky Bean trees have lost all their leaves and are covered in spectacular red flowers. The pods on the Msasa trees are turning dark chocolate brown and starting to crack, preparing to spit seeds in all directions. Lining the streets of so many towns, the Bauhinia trees are bursting with pink and white flowers and the leaves on the Jacarandas have all gone yellow and are about to fall. Read More Here... ©Copyright cathy buckle 25th July 2009. www.cathybuckle.com For information on my new book: "INNOCENT VICTIMS" or my previous books, "African Tears" and "Beyond Tears," or to subscribe/unsubscribe to this newsletter, please write to: cbuckle@mango.zw |
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