SOME PEOPLE JUST JOIN FOR THE SAKE OF JOINING.
DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE BECOMING A MEMBER OF?
I was told by my father not to just join, sign anything that comes my way purely because people are seemingly nice or preach words that might be in the same alignment with my society and lifestyle.
I was also told not to just go to all invited celebrations without knowing the background of the celebration or without fully being involved or involved from the beginning because then that’s the only way I would know whether a party is clean or not.
As a child, I used to feel as if everyone else lived differently but as I grew I never dreamed of being just a member or part of everything. I quickly became content with what I had or what my parents provided to me.
It’s not for nothing that I would fall in love with being just in the river playing with sand and fetching water enjoying the trees, flowers, and mountains while I was walking back home.
In the city, I would still prefer nature instead of dreaming of going to a cinema to watch a movie or hanging around in a big city with many cars. What everyone would call modern.
Now I am a grown-up woman and I find myself telling my kids these experiences. Showing them what’s going on in this world.
My father went to Harare at a young age following his mom. Mbuya who was working there. She taught him a lot. From my memory. Gogo was not a fan of everything. She stayed grounded even though she was in the middle of rich Hararians.
My dad met my mom on his way to Harare and they never left each other. In their young years, they already experienced and came across a lot of foreigners who came to Zimbabwe to settle taking over wealth.
As fast learners, they immediately realised what they didn’t like, and managed to live without abundance or influence on their traditional methods of surviving.
I remember them telling us about the cruel things that took place in Harare or other places where black people were not allowed to have their children around while at work.
That was cruel because it made parents unable to bond with their children. The first children DANGWEs, didn’t bond much with their parents because of colonialism.. These kids had to live with family members if those were available and kind enough to take care of your child whilst working.
Imagine how that felt for the mothers.
A lot have normalised this and never spoke it out anymore. Some speak differently of Dangwe in the family. They never managed to givd the breastmilk compared to other children who were born after the war.
It then brought a form of conflict in the family as children grew up.
Fast-forwarding. Looking at today and all forms of gatherings and so-called celebrations. People of today join certain societal clubs, churches and more without the right evidence whether it’s meant for them yes or no.
People who join sectors knowingly or unknowingly DO NOT benefit much from them than just being part of it selling their souls.
How can another human make another believe that without their organisation? One may not make it in life. Why can’t they just share their wealth with everyone? Instead of doing that they still bring everyone to be part of the sector.
Food for thought today.
I personally do not resemblance myself with kuch going on I this world. I humble myself towards those who prefer earthing and respect nature. Other things happening to us without our conrptrol ar to be left out and leave nature take it’s course.
