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A GOOD DEED COMES ROUND






































                        I helped with the polio vaccine for the children. I had a tray of
                    sugar lumps and would give one to each person. Behind me came a

                    health assistant with a bottle of vaccine. He would squeeze a drop
                    of the bright pink solution into each lump. Then I’d call for ‘tongues
                    out’ and march down the line, checking that the children had all
                    swallowed.
                        My biggest problem was to prevent them from coming round                   For almost ten
                    again to get a second sugar lump.                                           years humans never

                        Those were the days of relative peace. But as I came into                ventured into the
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                    manhood in the 1970s, the war for black majority rule escalated  in         vast minefield near
                    Rhodesia. Our district with its long border with Mozambique was            the mountains at all.
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                    devastated.  Nearly every farm was attacked. For almost ten years
                    humans never ventured into the vast minefield  near the mountains
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                    at all.
                        I left for England. I tried to forget Africa, to dismiss my
                    homeland, now renamed Zimbabwe, as a place with too many
                    brutal, violent memories, a place of death.
                        I took up journalism, and began working for the London Sunday           7.
                    Times. In 1986 the paper assigned me to South Africa, where the              increased rapidly
                                                                                                 destroyed; laid waste
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                    black townships were in flames on a daily basis. It was from my base         an area of land where
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                    in Johannesburg that I ventured back to Mozambique for the first             mines (bombs placed
                    time since my childhood.                                                     underground) are hidden


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