I thought a lot about my friends from Zimbabwe today as we took a long bus ride from Cape Town to Knysna through South Africa's bread basket. We saw mile after mile of prosperous wheat fields.
Zimbabwe used to be called the bread basket of Africa. That's what they called Zimbabwe before Robert Mugabe ruined it.
On the way our guide gave us all her life story. It was really interesting hearing a narrative from the perspective of a South African "coloured" both in terms of fears and hopes. I learnt a great that I did not know today.
I did know something about their Zimbabwean refugees however. They must be desparate to leave anywhere for a South African township.
giving thanks in all things
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