As
an eight year old, my hero was the swashbuckling picture magazine jungle man – Samson the Lion Heart.
I believed that when I grew up, like my hero, I was going to be: ‘strong
as an elephant, brave as a lion and fast as a striking mamba.’
So,
whilst waiting to grow up, I read and studied everything my hero did. The two
weeks I had to wait for the next instalment of True Africa magazine was too long. I filled in the time with other
comic magazines – Dandy, Beano and The Archies. Today I often cringe with
embarrassment when I read the lofty names of the writers read by other writers
in their youth. Not a single classic writer features in my early reading list.
One
day after glancing at the first picture of a story in Dandy I made a painful decision – it was time I stopped reading
comics. The moment I saw the picture I closed my eyes and recited the whole story.
I had read it ten years earlier and still recalled it. The Dandy writers must have believed that the kids who had read the
earlier story were no longer reading comics and so it was safe to reprint it. Like
Samson after defeating a villain, it was time I moved to the next adventure.
Fortunately
by then I had broadened my reading diet. From Njube Library, I borrowed books
by the Drum generation of the
fifties. I now was reading books by Ezekiel Mphahlele, Can Themba, Bloke
Modisane and Lewis Nkosi. These writers spoke to my experience as a boy growing
up in the townships. I notice that the writers are now sometimes described as
‘classic.’ May I therefore raise my pedigree as a writer?
For
old time sake, I once went back to
Njube Library. I perused and read a few books. A ten year old stared at me in
awesome wonder. ‘Look,’ he said to a friend, ‘an adult in the library.’
Recently
I renewed my membership at the British Council Library. ‘So, when did you first
join the library?’ the librarian asked me. ‘We may still have your details.’
‘I
first joined in 1983 in Harare, and then transferred to Bulawayo library in
1989.’
‘Oh,
then you have to give us your details again. I was born in 1996.’
I
wonder why I’m taking so long to state why I read. I read because for me it is
the greatest source of entertainment and information. Books are my best friend.
I laugh, cry, smile and curse in the world of books. Further, writing is a
profession in which you are forever an apprentice. I read so that I know what
and how others are writing. I then try to adapt the best and avoid the bad.
Mzana
Mthimkhulu. 11 December 2018
Mzana Mthimkhulu was born on Martin Luther
King’s twenty-fifth birthday and was educated at Matshayisikhova and Kuredza
Primaries, Inyathi Secondary, Edinburgh College and the then Polytechnic of
North London. His short stories have appeared in the amaBooks anthologies Short Writings from Bulawayo I, II and III, Long Time Coming, Where to Now?, Siqondephi Manje? and Moving On, and his short stories and poems have appeared in other anthologies, newspapers and magazines in Southern Africa, United Kingdom and online. An
enthusiastic culture activist, Mzana is also a newspaper columnist and a
playwright.
Mzana and
his wife Naume have three biological children and several other traditional
ones.
Mzana Mthimkhulu has a blog ourevolvingculture.home.blog
Mzana Mthimkhulu has a blog ourevolvingculture.home.blog
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