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Letter To My African Girl Child
Letter To My African Girl Child
Letter To My African Girl Child
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Letter To My African Girl Child

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After many encounters with the day to day challenges haunting the African girl child, I was prompted to make way for the most compelling summation of the 21st Century African girl’s troubles and how best they could be addressed and economically emancipating her in the end.
In three letters a father and daughter unravel the deep socio-economic ills befalling the unfortunate young women and men of the mother land. It’s a love thing when a father seeks to amicably address poverty, political gangsters, rape, drug and substance addictions, inequality, disease, natural disasters, cultural erosion, marital turmoil, and an education system that kept her inferior with social injustice deliberately cast out on Africa’s beauty.
After an emotional breakdown that hit her badly, she needed a survival guide to face the cruel, world in its sense.
The two generations have to fuse their experiences to raise a generationally upright and economically sound people enabling them to compete with the rest of the world.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateFeb 27, 2018
ISBN9781370784714
Letter To My African Girl Child
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Patrick Chiguri

A hotelier since 2006 who has had various encounters in a few African countries and has so much passion for literature that will emancipate the ordinary child in the street. I believe Africa can compete at the level of the rest of the world.

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    LETTER TO MY AFRICAN GIRL CHILD

    Patrick T. Chiguri

    © Patrick Tichaona Chiguri 2018

    Letter to my African girl child

    Published by Patrick Tichaona Chiguri

    Pretoria

    patricktichaona@gmail.com

    ISBN 978-0-620-79084-0

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    All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form by any means electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise without the written permission of the copyright owner.

    Layout and cover design by Boutique Books

    Printed in South Africa by Digital Action

    Dedicated to the love of my life.

    African child, please receive this manual for survival in your current world.

    A daughter and father’s relationship is a love thing…

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    When I realised that my child wanted so much to live away in the city, I let her go. I really did not want her to go away but had no intention of trying to control her future. I sent her my first letter to encourage her to stay positive in her new setting.

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    Dear Child

    It is with great love that I, your father, write to you this timeless and wisdom-filled letter.

    Firstly, I want to talk to you about your beauty, your God-given natural image and your identity. Oh, baby girl, you have a very beautiful skin with lots of variations – from a dark chocolate to a light brown caramel and then a very light brown caramel pigment. My girl, many will come and not understand your beauty, so some will try to fool you to use certain pigment-lightening cosmetics. These are poisonous to you; they will leave you destroyed forever. It’s a business, Child, and more psychological than practical: the more you use the more you need! Your denial of who you are will build centuries of wealth for the ones who tell you about your worth from their own selfish illusion yet still reject you.

    Child, embrace your hair. It is a gift to cover that gorgeous head. They have given it a type. They say it is Kinky Soft, Kinky Wiry, Curly and Wavy, but I say to you that, no matter what, that is who you are. Don’t trade it for the world.

    You and your sisters will not have the same body shape and size. Child, your body is as unique as your fingerprint is. Accept your voluptuous, fleshy self and also accept your lightweight sisters. There is no stipulated and acceptable body shape. You are fabulous as you are.

    The cradle of mankind was found right in our backyard. Ubuntu must lead you: remember your traditions. I taught you well about eating home-cooked meals. I gave you a piece of land on which to grow your food and rear your meat. Aaahh, they have made cheaper options for you in the city? Child, stay away from the poisonous food they rear overnight. Read your food labels. Always know that what you take in is what you get out. If you eat badly, your body will weaken and they will take more from you via the pharmaceutical industry. Be wary, for the future depends on your good health.

    Our heritage and natural resources are all we have: the animals, the land, the sacred mountains, the rivers and the unbelievable natural wonders. Our pride has already been torn apart, so preserve our resources as your future depends on it. Keep your brothers in line and never put a price to our resources. With a price comes a buyer. Our environment must remain priceless yet valuable. Let our visitors know that we are not selling. I put you in charge because your brothers will forget. They will shift responsibility to men with money and no conscience about your future gains.

    The development of our continent depends on your wisdom. Yes, I chose wisdom over knowledge because knowledge is often manipulated by the giver. You have the role of raising the future generations; hence wisdom is key, as you teach your young children their first words and first steps. I, your father Africa, bestow this great responsibility on you.

    Daughter, you are the peace maker. I know your brothers are crude. You exercise a lot of diplomacy. Always remember that the king relies mostly on the queen and the queen mother. Thus is the son, mother and grandmother relationship! Anger and bitterness will destroy your home, Africa. Channel the anger to understanding that our past encounters with our visitors were a lesson and we can only remain relevant if we push harder towards peaceful ways of showing the world who we are.

    Lastly, my child, as you travel I know you will learn so many acculturate things. Don’t bring foreign customs to my land and accept them as a better means of understanding self. Being different is always misunderstood. Keep your originality and keep the truth about who we are.

    To you I grant every desire of your heart in line with our heritage, customs and values.

    Your loving father,

    Africa

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    After years of utter silence, my girl had an emotional breakdown. She had a severe nervous breakdown and decided to respond to my letter. I had patiently waited for her to come back to me and tell me what city life was like. I had patiently waited for the day to come when I could see how well my intelligent and unique child was doing in this world full of cunning carnivores and blood-sucking institutions that had driven me to my retirement in the rural reserves. I swore on the grave of my grandfather that I would never step into the enchanted modern jungles, ever again.

    I wanted to be far from the madding crowd. I knew she was better than me because I had equipped her – or had I? I had planned so much for her but she chose her own path in the big city, leaving me and her mother in our small growth

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