Iqhawe Ring: Ep 14

Six weeks had trickled painfully by as the four friends, with the addition of Mbunji, had searched every piece of paper, journal, and notebook in the entire school. Yet the author of their letter remained a mystery. "Was it a man or woman, Maybe one of their class mates playing a trick, or one of... Continue Reading →

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Iqhawe Ring: Ep 13

Samm sat at their eating spot, at the end of one of the long dining hall tables, however finding himself alone. He kept checking over his shoulder, hoping to notice either Mulenga or Kezipe. There was a plate and fork stabbing at a piece of bacon left unattended. Which halted Samm from remaining alone longer... Continue Reading →

Iqhawe Ring: Ep 12

"Kezipe, you're going to make me late. See you in P.E after break" Mulenga said. Running out their room, book bag clinging on for dear life as it galloped horrendously up her back. Kezipe dreaded Monday morning, walking inside the painted blue walls of biology class, with its skeletons, body parts and guts of strange... Continue Reading →

It’s Okay, not to be Okay

In a society plastered by social media feeds filled with people living their 'best lives' it's almost taboo to be seen out not living my best life.How do I explain that it's hard somedays to get out of bed? Avoid shouting "leave me alone!" when you ask how I'm doing, Avoiding finding a corner to... Continue Reading →

Iqhawe Ring: Ep 11

Samm paced up and down Mulenga and Kezipe's messed up room trying to connect the dots to Mulenga's story in his head as the two girls began to tidy up before any of the teachers came to check up on her and found such a mess. Samm jumped up and down emphatically like a child... Continue Reading →

Iqhawe Ring: Ep 8

"Samm, I'm not ready. The fair is tomorrow, I feel sick. Is there a way for me to participate without being at the fair?" Mulenga asked Samm, while stroking the books with her hand as she paced chi dams room in Chitambo. "Have you been practicing?" Samm asked Mulenga without stirring from his book "Well,... Continue Reading →

Iqhawe Ring: Ep 7

In the dinning hall, right at the end of one of the long tables, Kezipe and Mulenga could be seen discussing matters in hushed tones. "What do we do? We can't tell anyone, they'd never even believe us. Why are they looking for you?" Kezipe asked, unable to eat the sausage and eggs staring at... Continue Reading →

Iqhawe Ring: Ep 6

It had been a couple of weeks since the uneasy truce between the two girls, but slowly they had begun to tolerate each other to the point of mutual humour. "I've been meaning to ask, I kicked your friend in the face, but I didn't get punished, what's up with this school?" Mulenga asked flipping... Continue Reading →

Iqhawe Ring: Ep 5

Mulenga awoke the next morning, in an unfamiliar bed, in an unfamiliar room and it scared her. She jumped out of bed creating distance between her and the unfamiliar sqaure bed, upon noticing that nothing was chasing her, Mulenga lowered her arms. She paced around the room trying to piece together what happened the previous... Continue Reading →

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