r opened the door and two men were standing a few steps from the door. My heart started beating so fast, my father could not know what to do.
Before he could say a word, we heard a voice from these me saying,” You are our enemy, you are supporting MDC party”. I knew these men were lying because we were all Christians and our father has never had any interest in politics. After a while, six woman and three additional men came carrying drums, I was so scared that I wanted to close the door, but my mother hugged me and her tears were rolling down her cheeks into my hair.
My brothers was almost in tears when the men started beating drums and women singing songs which made me feel sick. The men whispered with a low voice and told my father to come out. I was so angry at the behavior of these men and I followed outside. I felt something hitting me at my back and I fainted.
My mother poured water on me and after sometime I woke up and find out that all the men and women were nowhere to be found and my father was looking sick and tired. I suspected that something was wrong because could not see my brother around. I asked where he was and my mother told me that he was beaten and had run away fearing that he might be killed.
My parents did nothing about the situation. This happened during the senatorial campaigns and whenever I think of it, it makes me cry and think nothing about this ruling party.
BY POLITE, Grade 4, Birchenough Bridge
A dream that came true
I was born in Buhera nine years ago. My home area was very remote those days. I grew up in a small village in Birchenough where it is very hot. When I was six years old and it was time for me to go to school, there was no school nearby.
The school I was supposed to go to was 10km away from home. I was very young and tiny so my parents decided that it was better for me to go to Gutu and learn there. I did not like the idea but there was nothing I could do. I went and started school at Chiwara Primary School in Gutu district. I always wished we could have our own school in our village especially since there were now rumours that one would be built there.
I did not believe the rumour but I liked it very much. I stayed and learnt in Gutu the whole of 2003 and when December came, I went back home as I was missing my parents. One day, I was at the river bathing with my sister where we met other children from our home area, they told us that there was going to be a satellite school in our area and it was to be at Deure.
I could not believe it and I rushed home and told my mother about it. She confirmed what the children at the river had said. In 2004, I refused to go back to my school and my mother went for a meeting, which had been arranged, between parents and authorities at Deure. My mother came back with good news about the new school. I jumped sky high and went to wash my clothes in preparation for the big day at the new school.
The school opened and I started grade 2 at Chiunga Primary it is called. I am now in grade 4 and happy because I no longer walk long distances and more happy because I am now staying with my parents.
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