Any privilege one gets, he or she needs to honor or at least acknowledge his or her heroes otherwise such a privilege amounts to nothing. In this platform which God has give me both to record my life events "diary' and to connect to the community, I will seek to use it condemn and condone , to build and to tear. Like a carpenter using his tools. Sometimes in a world such as ours there is need to be blunt, and straight to the point though not too many might be pleased. I Cannot always avoid politics and other cutting issues of our day in the society.
Being a considerable fair person myself, I gained the name Chief Justice way back during my high school years at Sizane Secondary School. I did everything to fight the nickname. Some of you who have nicknames know what happens when you fight one. I made a terrible mistake and from that time on I never fight any nickname. This is not a praise name, when ever some call me "Chief" like most of my friends do, something happens inside me. In short its a burden, for me to have this name meant that I was defeated. Its like putting a mark on a bull. Strong men have to hold it and a hot iron bar has to be run through the forehead, or anywhere they want to mark it .
However much the name has driven me to this day i blame my high school friends among them Njabulo Nxumalo we used to call Njebs, Loyd Ndlovu, Makhosini Dlamin, Wellington Moyo known as Giza, Lovemore Moyo as Morre, Vusumizi Moyo, Maqhawe Mathabiswana, Mduduzi Maphosa, Vusumuzi Ncube, Rafael Sithole , Mandlenkosi Sikhosana also know as Mamba just to mention a few. I am especially mad at Njebs because he began this thing first naming me Captain and having the guts to say 'we now promote you to be the Chief Justice. 'God knows how angry I was that moment I could have chocked somebody, but with these above mentioned guys it was wasting time.
The whole school was going to know me by this name. Need I mention that when I was doing track and soccer I had my own soccer fans who religiously devoted themselves to watch me. I never disappointed them at any time. I earned their loyalty. I must say as much as I was good student in class, the sports disciplines made me a better person. I enjoyed representing my house and my school and my finally zone. I would do that all over again given another chance.
Back to the name Chief , this name like wild fire has over gown me. From the time it was given the name something happen in me I felt a huge burden and at the same time felt overwhelmed by this title. But however I got the name be it by design or conversion it would seem as if the person who uttered these words must have been a vessel ,a seer, or a prophetic messenger of some kind. This I say because many other nicknames i was given did not last. Only this one. I never told it to one soul. In my journals I have chosen it because its the closest name to my character . It could also be that I come from the lineage of Chiefs. Among them Chief Ngungumbane of Ngungumbane area in Midlands.
The late member of parliament Cde Amos Mkhwananzi of Tsholotsho , Chief Douglas Mkhwananzi a former Zifa Chairman. This is to mention a few. History has it that one of King Lobengulas, wifes was maMkhwananzi. I was just trying to make sense of these things. A real life Chief listens to people,s concerns and problems and uses the wisdom to judge. The chief is not the King, the king owns all. The Chief is subject to the King and the chief is appointed by the King who is not appointed but is born.
Drawing wisdom, judgement and insight I will seek to use it here to bridge the gap between the young and old wise and foolish , the educated and those that are less educated. A king rules even the ants in his kingdom. For today its enough ! No man should bit his own drum.
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