HANNAH AND CHOKUNYANYA
Hannah was attractive, softly spoken and had a good
sense of humour. Even at primary school, her parents bought her
beauty products to groom herself and her skin glowed like a baby’s
skin. Everyone wanted to be close to her and to associate with this
beautiful girl. The school head chose her to be the face of the
school because of her looks and good character, and Hannah did not
mind at all. She was the one tasked with giving presents to guest
speakers, to serve food to teachers on special occasions or to give
garlands to the local ZPH (the Zenith Party of Human Rights)
politician whenever he visited the school to donate money or books.
In that environment, textbooks were gold to some pupils, as not every
child could afford them, except the fortunate ones like Hannah. The
local ZPH Member of Parliament was well respected for his generous
donations to the school, and always won that seat at every election.
Hannah was the envy of everyone at school. Mr
Chokunyanya was her class teacher and he was among the twenty-one
strong staff at St Faith’s Mission. The rumours were that Mr
Chokunyanya loved the women, and had tried it on with every single
lady teacher at the school. He grinned every time a woman passed him.
Mr Chokunyanya’s wife was also a primary school teacher who worked
at a rural school, a hundred kilometres away from St Faith’s
Mission. Mai Chokunyanya was a large, curvy, likeable woman, and
schoolchildren used to gather around her like she was a spectacle.
She probably weighed around 140 kilos, and was so curvy that the
children used to mock her and say that a mug of tea would rest
comfortably on her behind. Mr Chokunyanya seemed somewhat embarrassed
to be seen in the company of his wife, as he was half her size and
much shorter. Whenever they were in each other’s company, he would
lead the way and move a few metres ahead of her, as if they were not
together, and they rarely spoke to each other in public. The children
whispered about this behind their backs. It looked like Chokunyanya
was happier in Mai (Mrs)
Chokunyanya’s absence, and this gave him
the chance to see other women, or so the rumours went.
(In the Zimbabwean Shona language and in the book, Chokunyanya is a man who cheats (excessively!) on his wife. As his name implies, this cheating comes to an abrupt end, and he reaps what he sows.).............he did
not turn up at the end of his holiday
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