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Honouring the life of brother Chengetai - by Ebenezer Ndlovhu

Chengetai was one of the first boys we took in at Tariro House. He came from an orphanage and was a delightful, laughing and joyful young man. In time, he trained in pig farming and started our pig project in the Honde Valley. The project was going very well and Chengetai loved the work.

Sadly, last January he died suddenly, probably from a heart attack, at the age of 32. In Shona Christian culture, the unveiling of a tombstone takes place about a year after a person’s death. It replaces the kurova guva ceremony and is a time of remembrance and closure for the family.

This account was written by Ebenezer Ndlovhu, with photos by Kudakwashe Clergy.

"𝑬𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒉, 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑻𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒓𝒐 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝑯𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆 𝑽𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒎𝒃𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒗𝒆𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒇 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝑪𝒉𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒂𝒊 𝑨𝒍𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒅. 𝑾𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕 𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒂𝒚, 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒖𝒔 𝒂 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒆 — 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆. 𝑨𝒍𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚, 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒍𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒂 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒕𝒐 𝒖𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒍.

𝑾𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝑵𝒐𝒎𝒖𝒕𝒔𝒂, 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒕 𝑾𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏’𝒔 𝑼𝒏𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒚, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒑 𝑽𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒏𝒂, 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒆𝒙𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑫𝑴𝑪 𝑯𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒍 𝑻𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑪𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒆.

𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆, 𝒘𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒌𝒐𝒎𝒃𝒊 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒋𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝑯𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆 𝑽𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒚. 𝑰𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒊𝒙 𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆. 𝑨𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒚 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒓 𝒃𝒖𝒔𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑪𝒐𝒑𝒂𝒄𝒂𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒂 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑹𝒆𝒛𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒐 𝑯𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆 𝑽𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒚.

𝑻𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒇𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒚, 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒊𝒙 𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒌𝒐𝒎𝒃𝒊 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒋𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒚 𝒘𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒅, 𝒘𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝑴𝒖𝒌𝒐𝒎𝒂 𝑩𝒉𝒐𝒃𝒉𝒐, 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝑯𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆 𝑽𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒚, 𝒂𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒔 𝑭𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑴𝒖𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒂, 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆’𝒔 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏 𝑹𝒖𝒔𝒂𝒑𝒆.

𝑾𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒇 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒂𝒅𝒛𝒂 𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑳𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓, 𝒘𝒆 𝒈𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒃𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆, 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔. 𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒃𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒅.

𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒇𝒇 𝒂 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔 — 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕. 𝑾𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝑺𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒓𝒂 𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒔, 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 1990𝒔. 𝑴𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒐 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅𝒍𝒚 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒘 𝒕𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒊𝒕. 𝑮𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒎𝒂 (𝑫𝒓 𝑻𝒖𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆) 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 “𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒅𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔” 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒐 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒚, 𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒔𝒉𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒆𝒅. 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚, 𝒘𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝑭𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒏𝒅.

𝑺𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒑 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑹𝒐𝒅𝒛𝒊 𝑹𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓. 𝑩𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒕, 𝒘𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒂 𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆, 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆. 𝑩𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒖𝒔𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒖𝒑 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒆𝒂 — 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅! — 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒄𝒄𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝑰 𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒌 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒚 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒕, 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒄𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒘 𝒎𝒆.

𝑨𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒕, 𝒘𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒚.

𝑨𝒕 𝒆𝒙𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒐’𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒄𝒌, 𝒑𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒏. 𝑭𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑴𝒖𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒂 𝒈𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒕 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒆𝒄𝒉 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒗𝒆𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑻𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒂 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑴𝒖𝒔𝒂, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚, 𝒖𝒏𝒗𝒆𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒎𝒃𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒆. 𝑰𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒃𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒕 𝒃𝒚 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝑻𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒓𝒐 𝑯𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒐𝒘𝒏.

𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒎𝒃𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒆, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒚: “𝑮𝒐 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝑪𝒉𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆, 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒘𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏. 𝒁𝒖𝒗𝒂 𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒖 𝑴𝒖𝒑𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒔𝒊 – 𝑯𝒚𝒎𝒏 12.”

𝑾𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒈 𝑯𝒚𝒎𝒏 12 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑻𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒓𝒐 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅. 𝑨𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔, 𝒂 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒐𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒆𝒅. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑹𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒂 𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒈𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒑𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒅.

𝑾𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒔 𝒂𝒕 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒂 𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒖 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒉, 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑻𝒀𝑷 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒊𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒄. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒄 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒋𝒐𝒚𝒇𝒖𝒍. 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒏𝒗𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒔 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒔 𝒂𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍.

𝑨𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒉 — 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒇 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒖𝒏𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒖𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒇 𝒄𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒅! — 𝒘𝒆 𝒗𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒂 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔. 𝑰 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒆𝒂 𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒔. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑼𝑲, 𝑮𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒚, 𝑷𝒐𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑼𝑺𝑨. 𝑺𝒂𝒅𝒍𝒚, 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒁𝒊𝒎𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝒅𝒐 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕-𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒕𝒆𝒂 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒅𝒖𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒚.

𝑨𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒖𝒔𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒚, 𝒘𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆, 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒓, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆𝒅 𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒚.

𝑬𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒚 𝒐𝒏 𝑺𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒘𝒆 𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒔 𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝑭𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑴𝒖𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒂 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒋𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒚 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒓𝒆. 𝑾𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝑹𝒖𝒔𝒂𝒑𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒍𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒉, 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒊𝒛𝒛𝒂. 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒑𝒊𝒛𝒛𝒂 𝒊𝒏 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒉𝒔, 𝒔𝒐 𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒛𝒊𝒏𝒈!

𝑨𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒉, 𝒘𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒖𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒋𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒚.

𝑨𝒍𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒋𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒔𝒂𝒅𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔, 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒃𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒈𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒂 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆, 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒔. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑪𝒉𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒂𝒊 𝒊𝒏 𝑯𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆 𝑽𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒚 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆."

Experiences like this remind us that Tariro is more than a project — it is a family. We are deeply thankful to all our friends and donors whose support makes this possible. Your generosity continues to change lives in Zimbabwe and helps young people build hopeful and secure futures.

With gratitude

Nicolas CR

18/02/2026

Today is Ash Wednesday, the beginning of Lent. Many people give up something for Lent and this saves them money. They then give this money to some people who need it. Would you like to do that for Tariro?



Lent is a time we think of Jesus fasting in the desert for forty days. It should make us think of those who have to fast because they have no food, no home, no parents. That is where our Tariro children come from. Perhaps this Lent you might make a specially generous donation to help such people?

https://tarirouk.com/donate/

12/12/2025

We asked Kudakwashe what Christmas means to him:

"Christmas is a time for joy, love and togetherness. It's a celebration of hope, kindness and generosity that brings people closer. As we share gifts, meals and laughter with loved ones, we're reminded of the importance of compassion, empathy and connection."