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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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