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A GOOD DEED COMES ROUND
I started to worry that the red-eyed sergeant
might shoot me to impress his comrades. 26
On the second day we finally reached
their base. I was presented to the camp
commander, a small man in olive fatigues.
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As he listened to the long report of my
capture, his dinner arrived. I was ordered to
wait.
Until now I had not understood the
languages they were speaking – a mixture
of northern Mozambican and Malawian
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dialects interspersed with phrases of
Portuguese. But now I distinctly heard the
commander give orders to his servant in
chiNdau, a dialect used by the Ndau people.
I listened a little longer to be sure, and then tentatively greeted the
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commander in what I could remember of chiNdau.
He was amazed.
‘Where did you learn this language?’ he asked. I told him I had
lived in Chimanimani mountains, on the Rhodesian side, as a boy.
‘What is your family name?’ he asked.
‘Godwin.’
‘Godwin,’ he said thoughtfully, turning over the name. ‘Was
your mother the doctor on that side?’ ‘Was your mother the
‘Yes,’ I said. ‘She was the government medical officer for the doctor on that side?’
Melsetter district.’
He smiled and shook his head, and put out his hand for an
African handshake.
‘She was the one who vaccinated me when I was a child.’ Pulling
up his sleeve, he showed me a small vaccination scar on his shoulder.
‘Did you ever go with your mother to help her?’ he asked.
I nodded.
‘Yes,’ he said. ‘You gave me the sugar medicine. I remember
now. We put out our tongues and you came down the row with a tray companions in a battle
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of lumps and put one on each tongue.’ (here) a soldier’s uniform
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‘Look now,’ he said. ‘I grew up strong.’ forms of a language spoken
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In a few minutes I had been elevated from hostage to honoured in specific regions
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guest. I was ushered to a seat at the commander’s right hand. My hesitantly
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capturing sergeant had melted away. raised to a higher position
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