When I was a little boy, my father and mother never gave me a Christmas present. Nobody in my village got Christmas presents. Not even the chief. If you think my parents did not love me, it is because you did not know Bana Bwembya and Bashi Bwembya the way I knew them. No. It…
The First Time I Saw a Dead Body
by Shi Bwembya •
Do You Charge Your Child to Teach Him?
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Ngosa’s Twitter Shame
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Why my Visitors Cried at Supper Time
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Letters from a Retired Miner Last month I invited a missionary friend to visit my house. His son and daughter came to visit him from Scotland so I said come and see my house with your father. The boy was 15 years old. His name was Gerald. Monica, the girl was 8 years. They were…
Letters From a Retired Miner – Part 6
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Archeologist Refuses Gifts Today I want to tell you what happened in Mansa. This world has things which surprise me. My nephew, Chipasha James, works in Mansa as a school teacher. The last time I saw him was that time we went for his wedding 2 years ago. In January this year they had their…
Letters From A Retired Miner – Part 4
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Face To Face With Namukolo.
In all my life I did not know that you can love a person so much that it hurts inside your chest.
I Was A Witch For Six Months!
by Shi Bwembya •
I was a witch for six months. I regret it very much.
Letters From A Retired Miner – Part 3
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In my heart I was saying to myself “This woman is so beautiful that I can even drink her bathing water!”
Letters From A Retired Miner – Part 2
by Shi Bwembya •
The Day I Followed Namukolo Home These days I don't get people ask me why I married a Lozi woman because it is very common for a Bemba man to marry a Lozi or a Tumbuka. Children are called Kasonde Njovu, Simasiku Chanda, or Inonge Foloko. When I married my wife my friends and my…