Coming of the Rain Season

There were some similarities both in the high density suburbs and in the rural areas. Children would stand in the veranda and start singing ‘Mvura naya naya tidye mupunga’ (Let it Rain so that we will eat Rice). All this heralded the coming of the Rain Season. These songs also marked the end of the Dry season. These were songs that were sung with great enthusiasm. It was so comforting catching the new scent of the drenched soil after the first November rains. The blooming of the leaves especially the Jacaranda tree signalled the genesis of the rain season.

The only boring moments was waking up at 4 o’clock at the crack of dawn to go to the fields. My grandmother through her folktales, used to narrate how it was rewarding to be a hardworker. She liked using the idiom of an earliest bird that would catch the fattest worm.

In those chilly morning days, you would walk over the morning dew going to the cattle kraal. Clad in gumboots you would walk over cowdung. In no time the whole village would be alive with ox – drawn ploughs being a common site.

By midday someone would come with a basket of breakfast and lunch (brunch) to the field. By now you would already be feeling very exhausted. At times you will fake of having a terrible headache. But, the elders always knew beforehand that such tricks of feigned sickness were a sign of laziness.