“Who is your aunty? Shift from here, let me not slap you!” Those were the words Maru, the Form Five dormitory prefect, flung at me when I greeted her with Aunty Maru a couple of weeks into my new life…
And there shall be no more death (A Memoir)
A young boy walks into the house to find his mother clutching a Bible, singing with tears in her eyes. This poignant story is deeply moving and focuses on the loss of a mother by her son who’s trying to comprehend death.
African Dreams, German Campfire, English Words by Sylvia Schlettwein
Namibian writer, Sylvia Schlettwein, uses German titbits in her English stories not as an expression of Germanness, but rather of Namibianness and Africanness. I don’t have any problem being classified as an African writer. When I am asked whether…