Why I Called Phibi By Her Full Name

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…my mother sent me to school, her only child, before the age of 7 years like other children in South Africa, it was if in a hurry to re-collect herself as a childless woman. She said I was smart boy and ahead of my age, and in her words, ‘You’re wasting time at crèche,’ which meant money. But I was frail and little. And I walked like I was wet. In a genuine sense of this expression: my school uniform wore…

By Tshepo S. Molebatsi

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Khira

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…the context of African cultures. As Khira, impose a western approach of solving a matter amicably in a Tswana…

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…referred to as kgotla in Tswana, was a place of final word. Where the chief and his councilmen solved the village matters — trivial matters as to whose son, stole whose livestock and unjustly at the whims of esoteric beliefs, which witch was caught naked on whose backyard, and on fairer occasions, to pray for rain…

By Tshepo S. Molebatsi

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The Last Weekend with Our Storyteller

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…I was little, my brother and I loved to visit an old man on the mountain, kilometers away from our village. He lived on his own. In a hut, which admittedly, I was obsessed with: old man had built it with twigs between bamboos and embroidered it with eternal soul— so immortal it never gone for a Burton. A skill that was rather incongruous to how the Rwandan villagers built their huts; so impeccable that from a distance, it seemed to be plastered together in harmony with his personality. Old man had a gentle demeanour, and he must have borrowed…

By Tshepo S. Molebatsi

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