10 Tracks That Take Me Back To Peterhouse Days

‘Conditur in Petra’! And what a foundation that was. Peterhouse, the rock on which many have built solid foundations. It is on this rock that I received my high school education. I started off in D Block AKA Form 1 as an awkward squack (basically, a PA to all 6th form seniors) at Peterhouse Girls School and blossomed into an award-winning woman (by award winning, I mean I won the inter-house public speaking competition in 6th form, something I am still very proud of) completing my A-Levels at Peterhouse Boys School.

Over the course of my high school career, I had many experiences and these stand out more to me because I was a boarder. From tasks to house training, Interact Shows to Inter-house competitions; Eisteddfod to the many dances we finally got to attend! What I love about music is how it forms the backdrop to life & just listening to some songs can transport you on the nostalgia train back in time. I decided to document a few songs that take me back to these days of my young life! This is by no means a comprehensive list, it’s just for fun. Do feel free to comment on this post with some of your fave tracks & share some of your memories with me! Enjoy 😉

1. Leaving (Always On Time Part II) – Ashanti ft. Ja Rule

D Block. Our first ever Interact Show at the boy’s school and this was the track that marked this as an unforgettable night. It was used for the fashion show and after that night, everyone PUNISHED this track to death. You could hear it blaring from speakers on the field as seniors got ready for the day ahead.  It is still a jam to this day!!

2. (Oh No) What You Got – Justin Timberlake

Fast forward to 2003, B Block. By now I was a certified JT stan who believed the best tracks from his Justified album were the unreleased ones. When we weren’t getting into trouble, going for night time walks or whatever else we did in those days, we were doing some choreography to some song or another for an inter-house challenge or just for fun. This reminds me of Eunice Maigu – she lived for this song and was so fluid in her movements. Loves. It.

3. Dirrty – Christina Aguilera ft. Red Man

This song gave us another kind of CONFI!! For what, I don’t know, but it used to bring out some other kind in us. I don’t know why at 15 we thought it was OK to be ‘dirrty’ but we sure did have a gas on the floor. Personally, I loved Christina’s ‘Stripped’ album to the core – it is one of my all-time faves. This song doesn’t do justice to the gem of an album she released.

4. Everything – B2K

E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G (I-N-G-G-G-G)!!! Shout out to Audrey Kaukonde on this one!! She was a huge fan of B2K and made their music thrive with our PHG B Block group in 2003.  We were in lurrv!

5. Baby I Love U – JLo ft. R. Kelly

“It’s like downtown New York in the middle of traffic jams!” This low-key, understated remix was adored by us all. The Pied Piper did his thing on this track and had us all feeling some typa way.

6. Tempted To Touch – Rupee

You know how in the old days they had their debutante balls? Well, at Peterhouse, our modern day equivalent was the ‘A Block Valentine’s Day’ dance. Fine, we got to go to a few of the dances in B Block, but A Block meant no restrictions! We could go to any and all dances. And this song provided the soundtrack to many of them dances. ’30 centimetres apart’ ring a bell for anyone? 😉

7. Burn – Usher

This was Usher’s comeback and he had us swooning over his abs while he crooned in our ears. Confessions was his last great album – what ensued since has been quite the disappointment.

8. Dreams – Boyz II Men

I am taken back to A Block with this one. It was a floating weekend and almost everyone had decided to go home for the weekend. Everyone except me and a few friends who’d missed that memo. I remember hanging out in one of their rooms feeling all depro and melting to the sounds of Boyz II Men. What. A. Track.

9. Lean Back – Terror Squad ft. Fat Joe, Remy

Most Zim dudes don’t dance. At least not how South Africans break it down. I’d like to think this song had something to do with it. Shout out – and I have to give a HUGE shout out to my cuz Ruwa A.K.A. ‘Rah Digga’ on this one. She used to go IN on Remy’s verse and held it down!!

10. Pon De Replay – Rihanna

The arrival of RiRi on the music scene occurred when I was in high school. I remember being puzzled by this girl from Barbados who knew Jay Z. We’d hate on her big forehead and lips with my friend not knowing she would be the phenom that she is today.

This was so much fun!! Think I need to do it again!!

 

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Religion, you have failed us.

False prophets. False teachings. False manifestations. Truth breaching. Preaching self over God, me over us. Talking about wealth, forgetting spiritual health. Talking about shine, forgetting Jesus in thine heart.

Religion has failed us! Time and time again. Leaders telling us what to believe in. Not Holy Spirit led but selfish spirit fed. Factions and fans fanning the ego. No Spirit to lead where we should go.

Religion has failed us! You have failed us in so many ways. Infidels have multiplied because of the way you have been. Oppressing, suppressing, digressing over and over again.

Religion, you have failed us. It breaks me within. What kind of religion teaches violence, hatred and prosperity at any expense. At the expense of love, life and truth. While many go hungry, leaders wallow in gold filth.

No wonder they run. No wonder they shout. No wonder they don’t care what we’re all about. Religion, you have failed us and continue to do so. When will you come back to truth? When will you come home?

I’m @rumbidzayIIshe and I’m a Narc

Handles and pages. Tweets and grams. Each and every minute of each day seems to be consumed with these and others. Filling up each tiny bit of space, scrambling to be seen and heard.

There is a beauty and a curse in it all. The beauty lies in the ability to tell stories in 140 characters and in images we capture of what we see. The beauty is in being able to develop friendships beyond boarders and time zones. There is beauty in the ability to discuss and debate issues that are important to you on such great platforms. And there is beauty in sharing some of life’s greatest moments.

The curse arises because there are – to an extent – no real boundaries on what you can and cannot post. You are your censor and in times of passion or overwhelming emotion, the lines oft get blurred. The curse lies in feeling the need to portray yourself in a certain light – painting a picture of your life that is more often than not, a phantom representation of the truth. There is a curse in seeking ‘likes’ and comments – thinking that this adds value to you and your worth. Likes, comments and acknowledgement are great but they should not overpower your relationships in reality. Do your loved ones around you feel loved and do you feel loved by them?

A narcissistic culture is being bred at a frightening pace. So concerned we become about who is following our every move, we lose sight of what is going on around us outside of a screen. I am afraid that we will soon lose touch of humanity and those around us, becoming so self-absorbed and waking up one day, wondering where time went and who we truly are. Welcome to the ‘me generation’, my generation.

There’s no place like home!

“I mean no place child!”

That was the theme song for the 1985 hit series ‘227‘. Mama Dubes introduced us to this TV series and it became a family favourite for us all. We had it on tape and watched it over and over again with no complaints. It brings back such heartwarming memories of precious moments spent with family.

Speaking of family and home, I was fortunate to go home this past December. My other travel plans fell through and I made the journey back home. They say things happen for a reason and they sure do. My trip home led to a series of full circle moments that reminded me just why I needed to be there.

During my time at home we went to visit my grandmother at our homestead AKA kumusha in Lower Gwelo. It is the rural part of Gweru where my father was raised. My roots lie in that remote part of the world. Living in the diaspora can often be lonely and unnerving. It felt good to head back home and reconnect with loved ones.

There is something about going back to your roots that is grounding and puts everything into perspective. It reminds you that all will be well in this world. That you are loved and cherished in spite of what the world seems to throw at you. There is no place where I feel safer, more secure and solid in myself than when I am at home with my family. A place where we talk about any and everything; where we reminisce on days gone by; where we eat our fave home cooked meals; where we laugh and lean on each other. A place where we just bask in each others’ presence. It is like bathing in sunlight after a miserable European winter.

There really is no place on earth like it. I am so grateful to have this place that I can call home.

Stop Playing Small

‘Your playing small
Does not serve the world.
There’s nothing enlightened about shrinking
So that other people won’t feel insecure around you.’

By Marianne Williamson

This is an excerpt from Marianne Williamson’s poem which speaks on fear. An all-consuming fear that is more powerful than that of darkness and the Boogie Man. She speaks of a fear that haunts us as humans – one that causes us to shrink and live unfulfilled lives. It is a poem that was made popular by Nelson Mandela and has been recited time and time again.

The truth is, we often do not understand this. We were not put on this earth to shrink. We were placed on earth to fulfill our God-given purpose, no matter how daunting it is – more often than not is very daunting. After all, we “are the light of the world. A town built on a hill cannot be hidden.” (Matthew 5:14). It is therefore our duty to bring this light – this beacon of love, those rays of hope and the light of God to this world in all and everything that we do.

Local artist Capso, recently collaborated with Wyclef Jean on the song ‘Firestars’ which seeks to remind us just that.

‘And as we let our own light shine,
We unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
As we’re liberated from our own fear,
Our presence automatically liberates others.’

Marianne Williamson