It’s Saturday lunch time 4 March 1978. I walk alone down Jamison Avenue, Salisbury, Rhodesia. The street is strangely deserted, not a vehicle or soul in sight. 1,044 more words
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We have a tendency in the West to think of eating disorders such as anorexia nervosa as a “first world problem.” Surely such disorders are confined to upper-middle class young white women from American suburbs, right? 1,222 more words
I am twelve, going on thirteen when I land my first holiday job. It happens by mistake and with guilt laden subterfuge I seize the opportunity. 2,346 more words
Sounds nonsensical, doesn’t it ? maybe, maybe not….
In modern discussions, the term “colonialism” is a pejorative term that has come to be associated only with the White race. 712 more words