My thoughts are more and more directed towards an exploration of oppression, privilege and my place in oppressive structures in our society. Many thanks to strong women like Stacyann Chin and Illaina Rabbat who really made me understand why I write and what it is I really get angry about.
Originally posted on Ecumenical Women at the United Nations:
I wanted to be different
I was born in 1956 in a family of very devout Christian parents who both were active leaders in the Methodist Church. I was number two in the family but first born son. I have a young brother who comes after me and four sisters.
Traditionally my status in the family was higher than the one of my sister who came before me. In my case, my sister is seven years older than me! It is not about, who is older; but who is the son. This emphasis was repeated throughout my formative years and even up to now.
The Zimbabwean society, in which I was born, is not different from any other society in the world in terms of social expectations relating to gender roles between boys and girls who…
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