"Mwanangu ziva kwaunobva kwaunoenda husiku" is a Shona saying which can be translated to mean, “My child know your roots because where you are going/headed to, darkness looms.” Hence it would be improper for me to start off this journey by talking about the day I was born because the journey begins much earlier, way before my birth.
My name is Linda Tsungirirai Masarira I am of the Rozvi tribe, the Moyo’s a fierce Warrior people whose prowess in battle saw my ancestors rule Zimbabwe/ the Mutapa State, an empire which spread as far as Central Africa. Headquartered at Great Zimbabwe and later Mbire in Zimbabwe, the Munhumutapa ruled over all the land in Southern Africa, South Africa, Mozambique, Zambia, Angola etc all the way up to Tanzania. As such the Munhumutapa was very powerful, he controlled the gold, cotton trade in the State and would host traders from as far as China and Portugal. This made Great Zimbabwe one of the biggest trading centers in the region if not Africa. It was mostly the gold that drew these traders to Zimbabwe.
To show his might, and ensure that he had the people’s respect, the Munhumutapa commanded his subjects to lie down on their bellies and slither their way up to his throne in order to address him. It did not matter who you were, human beings were accorded the same status regardless of skin color; the Portuguese crawled on their bellies in just the same manner as would other traders like the Moors (who were black)
What most people overlook is the fact that in those days, (precolonial times) women were an integral part of decision making within the Munhumutapa State governance. The problem is that some of these roles women played in the decision making of the running of the Munhumutapa State were not documented. However, a good example of one such woman is Pamhidzai who was daughter to Munhumutapa Chirisamhuru. Pamhidzai was a Munhumutapa Ambassador to other lands throughout Africa and beyond and could speak many different languages as a result. She spoke for the Munhumutapa who was stationed at Guruuswa (the other name for Great Zimbabwe as they came in from Tanzania/Tanganyika where the original Guruuswa was built). The Munhumutapa’s daughter was later married off to Nyashanu, Munhumutapa’s most trusted Warrior. Together they formed the great family that went on to rule over many parts of Zimbabwe, namely Mhondoro, Buhera, Chitungwiza, Mazowe. I have no doubt, regardless of Nyashanu’s might that it was because of this union that he had an upper hand in most dealings and insight to Munhumutapa.
Apart from the above example, we have other women in the Munhumutapa State who helped run the State, these were mostly the Aunts (tete) Sisters to the King himself or Heirs to the King. It is therefore vital and paramount to understand that even the normal family set up or structure of the Shona/African household, the Aunts’ voices were always heard and their advice taken. However due to colonization we have witnessed the woman’s voice become more irrelevant by the day as those values found in her are being questioned today and her role in the governance of our land and inheritance quickly forgotten. As such it is my goal to set the record straight through the documentation of my autobiography.
It will be a tool that will be used mostly as reference by not just students but people of all races for research purposes when it comes to the African Woman’s importance in society today. I concur that this is due to the distortion of our history and as such in this book we intend to set the record straight and reinstate women to their original position by revealing their age old importance.
In everything they did, our ancestors believed in the laws of opposites, which is why they were successful in their rule and reigned for over 500 years at Great Zimbabwe. The Munhumutapa even had had a team of women advisors in his courts (dare) and before any decision was made final, the Munhumutapa first consulted the women to ask what they thought. How else would such women like the Queen of Sheba, Queen Nzinga, the Pharaoh Queens Hatshepsut and Sobekneferu rule their lands if they were not in the know? In Zimbabwe we had the revolutionist, Nehanda Charwe Nyakasikana who led the first Chimurenga war against the Colonialists who had come to settle in the land. She was beheaded after refusing to bow down to the colonialists and their foreign doctrines and religion. Over half a century later, Zimbabweans would regroup to fight for the liberation of Zimbabwe, and in whose name did they fight? Nehanda. Blood was spilt in her name and it is from Nehanda that the late former President Mugabe drew his inspiration from and managed to lead the people to freedom. Her last words before being hung were, “My bones shall rise again” and indeed this was fulfilled when in 1980, Independence came. Today, Nehanda’s statue is being erected in the city of Harare to commemorate and celebrate her gallantry for a free Zimbabwe. Thousands of daughters of Zimbabwe also took up arms to fight for Zimbabwe and as such their voice cannot continue being silenced by individuals who feel threatened by women who know their rights and are ready to fight for them.
I refused to be silenced and as such I formed a political party (LEAD) in order for my voice to reach the four corners of the world and for the people to see that there is indeed a story that needs to be told which is why I am a defender of women’s rights and I believe in gender equality.
LEAD is most probably or arguably the only party formed by a woman in Zimbabwe and maybe Afrika, not that there are no women Leaders but that most parties, for example Joyce Mujuru’s NDP was a breakaway party from ZANU PF, Thokozani Khupe’s MDC was also a breakaway from the original MDC T. LEAD offers a fresh look at Zimbabwe’s landscape and politics and how we can tackle the backwardness of most men who still believe a Woman can’t rule or advocate for her people. LEAD is a 100% homegrown party, driven by a passion of equality, a passion to ensure that every Zimbabwean has access to national resources and that they will be able to have opportunities to create wealth for themselves hinged on Pan-Africanism. Afrikan people liberated themselves from colonial occupation yet they still remain mentally colonized by the colonial mentality we still have, the colonial systems that are still running governments in Afrika, as such we need to thwart all efforts of the new scramble for Afrika by the neo colonialists that are taking us backwards. Thus we (LEAD) are pushing a new political philosophy and political ideology which is called Afrikan social democracy were we are pushing for the advancement of Afrikan people and calling for unity amongst all Afrikans regardless of which tribe you come from.
Afrikans rarely document their stories, and more so women especially in Zimbabwe thus this autobiographical book which will be a first of its kind in Zimbabwe shall and should encourage, inspire and push other women to also document their stories especially those that have been in Politics for a long time.
Life in politics is not as rosy as it seems and just by reflecting throughout our history you can see that there was limited documentation of stories on women regardless of the pivotal roles they played in the governance of our country and this must change. This book can be the first to start this journey as it imposes a mind shift even on some of the most hard headed and stubborn male figures that don’t believe in gender equality.
The only difference between today’s woman and those that fought, counseled and advised in the Mutapa State is that we are from different eras but the same ancient blood flows in all of us. There is nothing new under the sun and as such I believe if one knows where he/she is coming from it is easier to know where you are going. If Zimbabwe can remember where she comes from and give due respect to the fallen giants (regardless of sex) that paved the way for us throughout the birthing of Madzimbahwe I believe we will be reinstated to our rightful position on the world map, women will be given their rightful place in government, our economy will stabilize and many more things will begin to flow positively.
It is this history I draw my strength from as one of the Generals from the ancient world of the Rozvi was actually my great great Grandfather which makes me a Mambokadzi (Queen) His name was Mutinhima.
The fact that my Ancestors possessed and exuded such greatness and that their blood flows in me today is a constant reminder that they (my Ancestors) are with me even right now and that whatever made them powerful and great rulers can also work in my favor today, all I have to do is look within for courage and ability to do those things any ordinary Zimbabwean would not do.
The word Rozvi actually means destroyer; not in an evil sense but rather in the sense of the warrior shrewdness and prowess possessed by the people of this lineage.
Therefore, it shouldn’t be surprising that even in present day Zimbabwe, the Rozvi continue to play a vital role in national issues. However, I am not justifying tribalism, which, from time to time tends to raise its ugly head repeatedly in present day politics across Africa. I am saying, a man strongly rooted in his beliefs (roots) tends to know what his purpose in life is at an early stage, thus he begins to pursue it sooner than others. One doesn’t have to be the President to show that he is a great Leader but rather by inspiring others to such extents that they consciously or subconsciously begin to follow him, and are willing to fight for him because he represents a set of beliefs they dim fit and worthy to die for, just like they did when they fought for the liberation of Zimbabwe in the name of Mbuya Nehanda and Sekuru Kaguvi.
I believe in Freedom of expression for all, mwana asingachemi anofira mumbereko , yet another Shona saying which can also be translated to say, “Don’t bottle things up, speak out or those things will turn round and kill you.”
It’s better to speak out against the inhumane conditions we’ve been forced to live under due to bad governance and be arrested for it, than to wallow in self pity within the walls of my house fighting off and enduring the foul smell coming from the toilet down the corridor because I haven’t had running water in the house for weeks now and there always seems to be a long winding queue at the borehole.
It’s better to speak out than to remain quiet about the fact that the more we Westernize or Easternize instead of Africanizing governments and returning to what made us who we are today, the further we draw away from who we truly are as a people. Decolonization of the African mind is crucial and vital if we are to make decisions that have our children’s future at heart; and no one understands that more than the woman, who for nine months carries a child in her womb with the hope that one day she will hold him in her arms, nurse him and watch him become a great man.
Zimbabwe needs a mother, a woman who understands the pains of giving birth, and holds the essence of human life close to her heart. For so long we have had to sit aside and watch our nation’s economy deteriorate, the schooling system, hospitals and neighborhoods included. The cost of living is higher than the average woman/man’s income, price inflations rock the nation and inconsistency by government in showing concern has further catapulted the people of Zimbabwe into disbelief and most are suffering from low self esteem.
While the man remains the head of the house (who deserves my respect and honor) most men are failing to even take care of their households leaving the women to hunt for their families. The family structure is at the verge of collapsing and as a mother and woman I really can’t stand aside and just look as such I have taken this initiative to write my own story in a book.
In this autobiography I intend on revealing who the real Linda Masarira is and put to rest some of the controversies that have dogged my life albeit untrue. With a political past that has seen me thrown in jail or prison at one time or another I am quite confident that one day the people will hear my message, a message of hope and unity for Afrika, and gender equality as I believe women are segregated against when it comes to matters of decision making in Zimbabwe.
I am a human rights activist, after seeing that we are going nowhere in as far as raising awareness on workers’ rights, I founded The Zimbabwe Women in Politics Alliance, The Association of Railways Terminated Employees and I was also President of the Trainmen Workers Union, where I voiced for the betterment of the livelihoods of workmen in our nation. My contract of employment with the National Railways of Zimbabwe was terminated because of my verbosity when it came to matters concerning the rights of workers, which the governing body was not ready to ready to follow. I’m also Chairperson of STAR fellowship cohort 3 and Chairperson of the Revolutionary Freedom Fighters.
My message to all women has always been the same, stand up and be counted. In this book I will describe in detail all the campaigns I was successfully involved in such as the “bring back our women from Kuwait” campaign which saw more than 200 women who had fallen victim to human trafficking returned home. The Occupy Africa Unity Square Campaign which was stopped by Police and ended up with the arrest of fellow brother in arms and colleague Itai Dzamara, who was never seen nor heard from ever since. For the same reason I mobilized workers at National Railways of Zimbabwe to stand up for their labor rights I will not rest till freedom is realized in the nation of Zimbabwe and I believe my book will help give insight into how we can free ourselves, upholding freedom of expression which is an issue in Zimbabwe. I’m confident it will awaken the docile spirits in most women, the fighter spirit of the lioness watching over her family.
There is so much yet to be done such that I feel the Awards I have received are worthless if no real change comes to the nation of Zimbabwe. In 2016 I received the Zimrights Female Human Rights Defender of the year Award. I also have the Giraffe Award for Human rights, Phenomenal African Woman October 2017 and Fortune Magazine’s 2016, 5th Most powerful Woman in the world, of which I am humbled but at the same time am aware that my story is yet to be told; how did I get to this stage I am at in this life and what I believe is the way forward.
The book will include my early life growing up in Greencroft, Harare, the bullying I received as a child and how I learnt to stand up for myself and fight back. I endured racist treatment as a child at a school dominated mostly by white people. This did not destroy my self esteem, no, it made me stronger and helped me understand at an early age that we are all different. What might work for my Western white colleagues might not work for me simply because we are different. Africa is yet to define herself as she has prioritized Western and Eastern philosophies, governance, religion and culture over its own, thus there’s an identity crisis amongst its people that needs purging and perhaps we can once again stop lightening our skin for want of being included where we are clearly unwelcome and unwanted.
The book will also highlight my spiritual journey and self realization as I went from a woman of the cloth to discovering that my Ancestors still speak and are willing to direct my path in order to bring harmony and peace to the nation of Zimbabwe by bringing back the ways of our Ancestors to society today, our way of praying and not what we were taught by others. Only then can Afrika trade as equals with the rest of the globe otherwise one could ask; whose table are we as Afrikans guests on? It certainly isn’t an Afrikan table because often times we find ourselves crying out for inclusion in world governance when we should be concentrating on ourselves and what we already have. Afrika is the richest continent on the face of the earth with abundant minerals and raw materials, by allowing and respecting the process of gaining wealth, no matter how time consuming it might be only then can we be counted amongst others that have managed to overcome economic and mental colonization like India.