I started thinking about my future. It was not the kind of life I wanted to live. The culture of appeasing dead avenging spirits made my life a misery.
It was the end of term 1 and I had passed my form five with flying colours. My mother was very happy and slaughtered a hen for me but to my surprise, my father was not at all. He said it was a waste of money taking girls to school. Instead, he wanted my little brother to continue with school but he was dull. I could not help myself but cry.
Days passed by and I got to know that my father wanted to take me to a certain family to appease a dead avenging spirit. At first I thought they were all jokes but by force, I found myself in the hands of an old man who had two wives already. I was going to be the third wife of a man I did not choose.
This was not my dream. I decided to run away from the man and went to Harare to my cousin’s place. She advised me to go and report the case to the police. My father and Mr Maraure (the old man I had been given unto) were arrested. I did not care because I wanted to finish school. I ended up finishing my A Levels and I passed with flying colours. I later got enrolled at the University of Zimbabwe where I graduated as a lawyer. Since then, life has never been the same!
This is a bad culture. As young as I am, going to be a mother without education was not the right thing. Africans must stop practising these beliefs.