Diaries Of A Majestically Tall Girl

Sharon Mapoka | University of Zimbabwe
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My name is Sharon Mapoka. I’m a 19-year old Zimbabwean girl living with a rare height. I’m 6 feet 3 that is 1,94m. I’m a model.

I love pageantry because I have a great height.

I’m a basketball player. I’m proudly tall.

Not forgetting I’m family oriented. I’m currently studying Social Work.

I’m just a girl who is chasing her dreams. All thanks to my friends in all social media for supporting my dream. I have faced a lot of difficulties as a tall girl.

Insensitive people really made my life hell especially in high school.

Sometimes I wished there was a way I could get shorter, Height Reduction Surgery perhaps.

I then met a friend who has become a sister to me. Miss Gladys Mwedzi.

She advised me to be myself, she taught me self-love and motivated me to become the Queen that I am today. Being extraordinarily tall comes with more of hardships than benefits.

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I remember at school my history teacher used to refer to me as the Conical Tower found at Great Zimbabwe Ruins.

It was painful because people would laugh at me, I had to live with it. I was just a student so yeah there was nothing I could do. I have been called too tall.

People asking me why I’m this tall, as if I created myself. Only God has the reason to why he made me so! From being called ‘tower light’, tallest object, lighting conductor such was my life growing up. I think people should stop constantly making fun of my height.

Yes am tall, God made me so and I really like it like that. People should just learn to live with it and accept me for who I am.


As a tall girl shopping for clothing is a pain. Basically every pair of Jeans I own stops way above my ankles.

All thanks to the turn up trend, I wear my jeans that way. Dresses are always too short for me, the painful part is that those that fit are not nice most of the time. Not to mention my shoes.

I started having shoe size problems when I was doing form two. Since then I don’t remember owning a proper pair of shoes.

And recently I had to quit Miss Tourism Zimbabwe because I could not find stilettos that fit my foot.

I always wear these leather slippers made by the men in the street pavements.

Sometimes I envy other girls. How they rock heels, pumps e.t.c. I wish God sees me through so that one day I also get to own good shoes like everyone else.

It’s frustrating when heels are just what you need to compliment an outfit but you can’t wear them because you don’t own even a pair.

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So as I grew up most people used to say where will you find a partner of your height. This eventually became one of my greatest fears growing up, not being able to find a partner because of being too tall. And I still have the fear, wondering if I’ll ever find someone my height.

My Jamaican friend Miss Adrienne Bailey who is 6 feet flat also has the same fear. I have since

realized that it is a fear most tall girls have. Yes nowadays its normal for a girl to be taller than her partner. So, yeah, when I see a couple with this girl being taller I feel motivated.

But still it is this general thinking that the guy should be taller.


At school I was the tallest. I would feel out of place especially during assembly time. I tower over people when am standing but now I don’t care as much about it as I did then.

I hate attention but my height just brings more and more of it. It’s just hard to be tall. It’s a struggle to even go to town because you’ll know your height will call a lot of attention.

Well, in conclusion all I can say is that I have learnt to live with my height. I wish people would be kinder with their words and be aware of how badly they are affecting others by labeling them.

I may have stopped growing in height, but I will continue to grow to love my height and to love myself for who I am. I’m just perfect as I am.

And finally growing to be comfortable with my height makes me super excited. I thank my parents for this awesome height as I believe it’s going to take me places. They are both tall by the way. There are a lot of things to love about being majestically tall.

My heart hurts though because no matter how hard I try to make people understand my height. Some won’t stop trying me!

First published in Chinanaz Magazine_ UZ

ATTENTION MALE SPECIES: Date a girl who reads

Vimbai Chinembiri
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Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes, who has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.

Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag. She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she has found the book she wants. You see that weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a secondhand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow and worn.

She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.

Buy her another cup of coffee.

Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or if she would like to be Alice.

It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas, for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry and in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.

She has to give it a shot somehow.

Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.

Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who read understand that all things must come to end, but that you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.

Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilight series.

If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.

You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.

You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.

Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.

Or better yet, date a girl who writes.

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Staff Blogger | Africa University

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Would you move back to Zimbabwe?

So we will call this the BIG SATURDAY READ! A blog on a very good question that we would like to hear more Zimbos studying abroad  answer!!!

Ambitious African

A significant proportion of the Zimbabwean population has emigrated to other parts of the world over the years. The reasons are multiple, one of the main ones being economic. The situation in Zimbabwe has proven difficult for people to get a job and earn a decent wage to cater to their personal and family needs.

Since I returned to Zim in 2014, a question I have received quite a bit was, “why did you come home?” The short answer is that I wanted to give Zimbabwe a chance, I wanted to see what I could do to contribute to the growth and development of my country. At the time I moved back I was 24 years old, had the luxury of living at home with no dependents to take care of so it was move I was able to take.

Fast forward two and a bit years later and I…

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17352013_1260776263990989_9058926058624757565_nMATABELELAND Hockey Board president Kalpesh Parshotam warned athletes participating at the cluster one games of the 2017 Zimbabwe Universities Sports Association (ZUSA) against drug use to enhance performance.

Parshotam who was the guest of honour at the opening ceremony of the games hosted by the National University of Science and Technology (Nust) in Bulawayo on Friday 17 March 2017 urged student athletes to promote and practice fair play which is the mainstay of sportsmanship.

“Participation is not only about winning, but also for passion, love, mental and physical health,” said Parshotam.-Chronicle


The 2017 sports extravaganza which kicked off  on Friday 17 March will run through to  Sunday 19 March 2017, with Nust, Africa University (AU), Catholic University in Zimbabwe, Chinhoyi University of Technology (CUT), Lupane State University (LSU), Midlands State University (MSU), Reformed Church University (RCU), Women’s University in Africa and Zimbabwe Ezekiel Guti University vying for gold in  athletics, cricket, handball, hockey and volleyball.


“WORK HARD & MAKE ZUSA GAMES AN UNFORGETTABLE EXPERIENCE”- Prof Samson Sibanda, Acting Vice Chancelor- Nust.


ZUSA president, Life Chemhere said their dream is to have at least 10% of athletes participating in elite competitions and in national teams.

The competition is used to select teams for upcoming national and international  assignments.

12 universities are taking part in the games that are being used to come up with a team for the ZTISU games and the International Federation of University Sports set for Taipei, China from the 17th to the 30th of August.

The second cluster will comprise football, netball, basketball, rugby and swimming and will take place from March the 31st to April the 2nd at the University of Zimbabwe.

The final cluster featuring chess, karate, darts, table tennis and pool will be conducted at the Great Zimbabwe University from the 7th to the 9th of April.

Calls have been made for the enactment of a policy that allows students with lower academic points but who excel in sports to enroll at universities to pursue their sporting exploits.- Zbc

Artcile Curated from Chronicle, Nust, MSU, GZU Facebook pages, ZBC News online

Tragic death for NUST student

 A Second year Faculty of Medicine student at the National University of Science and Technology (Nust) collapsed and died while jogging in Bulawayo on Friday last week.

Bryan Ncube was jogging along Selous Avenue in North End suburb with his colleague Andile Dube, a third year student in the same faculty, when tragic struck.

Nust’s director of marketing and public relations Mr Felix Moyo described the incident as shocking saying Ncube was one of the most intelligent students in the country.

“We’re told that he got up in the morning and was jogging with his friend Andile Dube, a part three student in the Faculty of Medicine. He started complaining of chest pains and looked tired. Andile rendered first aid to him before asking people from neighbouring houses to call an ambulance,” said Mr Moyo.

He said medics in the ambulance confirmed him dead.

Police officers took statements before taking the body away. The staff members comprised Nust’s acting Vice Chancellor Professor Samson Sibanda, student division members Mr Peter Khumalo and Ms Stylish Magida.

Mr Moyo said the institution had informed Ncube’s family in Chiredzi of the tragic incident.

He said his death is a blow to the country and Nust as only extremely intelligent students are accepted in Nust’s Faculty of Medicine.

“It is a blow to us. To have a young person who qualifies for Nust’s Faculty of Medicine means he was a jewel of Zimbabwe. Having spent two years training with us means he had spent two fifths of his academic life with us,” Mr Moyo said.

He said Nust would counsel his classmates and Andile as the incident was traumatic to them.

“His classmates all came and our students division led by Peter Khumalo and Stylish Magida will ensure that they get counselled, in particular Andile who was with him,” said Mr Moyo.

Source: The Chronicle



by K Cheryl Mwanza | Episode #10

“Aren’t you kids supposed to be in school?” Detective Chief Inspector Tanaka Dube asked as she opened the door to the Conference room.

Inside was Celeste May and Danai Chaurukwa, their wonder kids, two high school students that were assisting the literature part of their homicide investigation. Two women had been murdered by a killer they had nicknamed the ‘author’ and so far the kids had been right about his behavior. It was unsettling in that, after they had said he was going to kill again, he had killed again, and they had said he wasn’t going to stop. Harare CID was on borrowed time with the case.

“Our first lesson is starting way after the tea break.” Celeste said as she crossed her hands before her chest. “I went through the letter. The author is losing control in his life, and that reflected in the way he handled the second victim.”

“Didn’t that have anything to do with her countering every move he made?”

“Part of it was. Part of it was how she mirrored his mother in those moments. Testing him and pushing him past the point of no return. But the level of rage and anger he showed wasn’t only because of the above. The rage is from his own life that spilled into his safe zone. Remember we said that by killing he is trying to reclaim the control he is losing in his life. He is continuously losing control in his own life which means he is going to up his game, kill a whole lot more women in the most gruesome manner.”

“Why aren’t you saying anything?” Dube said turning to Danai.

“Because he believes the killer is a woman.” Celeste said with sarcasm.

“A woman?”

“Exactly what I said. He is basing that on the fact that only a woman would see past Laura’s physical hotness to the beauty of her personality or something like that.”

“A woman?” Dube repeated.

“It makes more sense than looking at the author as a man. We initially said the author was killing the mother he saw in these women. But in the second letter, the author says, if your parents has raised you right, maybe you would have turned out differently. I believe in as much as she is killing the mother that she sees in these women, as in the perfume, she is also killing these women because they remind her of herself. Here she is trying to make a life of herself. Something that appears perfect, but that is increasingly falling apart. And then she meets women who remind her both of the mother she loves to hate and her true self. She was messed up by her mother, and no matter how much she tried to escape, her past stuck with her and is haunting her as powerfully now as it was back then.”

“I am only going to consider that because in a murder investigation, until proven otherwise, we follow every lead.” She said as she got up. She extended her right hand as she took turns shaking the kids. “If you come up with anything, you will let us know. Right?” She said with a straight face, but she wasn’t sure about them anymore.

“Mrs. Mare said she was going to go through every article she wrote in the last five months that had anything to do with prostitution and violence. She said she was going to get back to us after the weekend. I called Mr. Mare and said she could contact you directly, if that’s okay.”

“Thank you once again.” She said.

“And one more thing. See if you can get the name of the perfume the second victim was wearing. It might come in handy.”


“Do we have anything on our victim?” Dube asked as she entered the working room.

During midmorning it was usually vacant except for today, Detective Keegan Gono was the only one in, and was in front of a computer typing furiously. In front of him was a white board with the pictures of the two victim, a time line in mighty marker including notes scribbled at the corners of the board. When she got near him, he looked up then cleared his throat as he prepared to speak.

Before he could let anything out, Detective Sergeant Brandon Makiwa busted into the room with a khaki file in his hands. “I have looked through High court judges, current and retired going back to 1980 and no one fits the profile the wonder kids gave to us. Sure, they have a murky past with women, but it’s mostly wayward daughters, ex-wives, second wives and secretaries. Half of the judges I have on the list come from very privileged homes. The other half they had to struggle to get where they were, but both parents were present and discipline was of the essence. We need to work another angle.”

“I saw the wonder kids this morning. They suggested that we might be looking for a female killer. Run with that and see what you can get. While you are at it, call Doctor Saidi and have him tell you the perfume that the second vic had on.”

“Sure thing, boss.” He said as he exited.

“A female killer.” Gono shrugged. “That’s new.”

“I now see the mistake in listening to a couple of literature students, but at this moment in the case we don’t have anything to lose by expanding our suspect pool. Do you have anything on the second victim?”

“Yes. I was able to ID her. Her name is Debra Chimhepo. She is 19 years and lives on number 12333 Hunyani Creek.”

“We had her in our system?”

“Yes. Two months ago she was arrested for aggravated assault after a fight with Mrs. Jaylee Mtandwa got a little out of hand.” Gono said clicking on his mouse and displaying very nasty photos of a badly battered woman.

“That’s Jaylee Mtandwa.” Dube exclaimed as she pointed at the screen. “Why would Jaylee fight with a 19 year old from Hunyani Creek? The last I checked Jaylee and her husband stayed in Grandchester, and that’s a world away from the Creek.”

“Well, it might be, but Debra was having an affair with Jaylee Mtandwa’s husband, Nyasha. They even have a three year old child together.”

“They fought because Jaylee had just discovered that her husband had an illegitimate child?”

“Actually, since Jaylee and Nyasha don’t have any children of their own, his child with Debra is his heir.”

“I can see why Jaylee would be bumped by that. A kid from the gutters gave her husband an heir that would one day take everything from her.” Dube swallowed then said, “I’m off to Hunyani Creek, if you need me.”

“There is more, though.” Gono said, “I know it might be a long stretch, but the wonder kids did say that the killer might be female-“

“And you think it might be Jaylee?”

“Well, she just discovered her husband was cheating on her and there’s sure to be trouble in paradise. Not only that, her modelling agency recently dropped her and her boutique went under two months ago. Her life is spinning out of control. It’s stretching it, I know, but it wouldn’t do any harm to bring her in and question her.”

“Bring her in.” She said as she began to walk away.

Looking Beyond the 16 Days: Day #5

I have just been thinking lately while I continued in this spirit of activism against gender based violence, my mind has been struck by the fact that we have 365 days in a year and we only have 16 days to raise awareness on gender based violence. I realized that 16 days are somehow inadequate for such a cause. I know that my chauvinist and feminist colleagues may be wondering what I intend to establish by writing such ‘nonsense’.

Principally, if you look at issues of development as isolated from inclusivity, I dare say you need to recourse. On a backdrop of looking at women’s role in peace negotiations, peace building, diplomacy, decision-making, poverty reduction, universal justice, policy formulation, socio-political reform, economic recuperation among other key issues, it is quite evident that all this cannot be achieved in 16 days of activism. We need to look beyond the #16, because this is not just an episode but an entire series that needs more time and resources to achieve tangible results.

Concerns of gender-based violence have continued since 1991 when these #16Days were declared and endorsed for observation but we have had a considerable increase of these issues, meaning the #16days have not been enough to address these. Looking at period after 1991, we had a considerable number of women who were raped and tortured in the Rwandan civil war in 1994, the Kenyan violence of 2007, political violence in Zimbabwe in 2008. One may note that these were war and conflict scenarios, but does a war push people to rape others? If it doesn’t, then why has the protection of women during these times been so un-prioritised. It shows a lack of will to do so by the nations as a whole.

We also started hearing issues of human trafficking for prostitution and drug smuggling in South Africa, Nigeria and other countries by some business pimps, women were the main objects used for these deals. Boko Haram also came in with their religious expediency and manipulated young girls, depriving them of their right to education and dignity. There are a lot of issues we can relate to but in all honesty, the idea is that we need to look beyond the #16 because it is not enough. Of course there are men who have shared the same fate, as such looking beyond the #16 is a win-win for both men and women.

We need to start looking at the #16days as a starting point towards something bigger and better; as a process to making the world a safer and better place, extending to the protection of women and men. Everyday should be a lifestyle of being conscious of each other’s rights and their protection.