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style=\"height: 190px;margin-left: 0px;margin-right: 0px;margin-top: -7px;width: 142px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Fraternity is one road less travelled. The dispersion of Africans far  and wide to eke out sustainable livelihoods is a leap into the night,  with millions detached from their cradles longing for an anchor in the  face of alienation and deprivation. Notable feats, from the outset of  history, owe their<span id=\"more-61739\"><\/span> actualisation to seldom acknowledged contributions of migrant labour.<br \/>The  world-acclaimed Egyptian pyramids were pitched off the sweat from  Semitic brows, while the matchless affluence of Europe and America was  oiled on forced African labour, thanks to the double-barrelled atrocity  of slavery and colonisation.<br \/>The Zimbabwean Diaspora continues to  provide an intellectual engine for varied host countries, buttressed on  its record as Africa\u2019s most literate country, yet not much is made of  this community which is meanly branded as a horde of economic refugees.<br \/>Stereotypes  flare in the face of \u00e9migr\u00e9s as they have to juggle means for  sustenance on the tightrope of indifference and hostility.<br \/> Scores have been caught in xenophobic crossfire, while many others have to constantly brave alienation and deprivation.<br \/>Isolated  voices have slammed African Union and its sub-regional satellites for  retailing masterly pan-Africanist and pro-integrationist discourses,  while their member states wax their borders each  against\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 another.<br \/>Artists have also  leapt to the podium to champion the plight of migrant labourers pushed  from their domiciles by challenges of history only to brave new hurdles  as they merge into their adopted countries.<br \/>Xenophobia has  featured eminently as the uncomely stain in Africa\u2019s closet and millions  live in the shadow of insecurity as the problem is yet to be  conclusively plugged.<br \/>While migrant communities in other countries  constitute forceful voices with a considerable stake in host politics,  Zimbabwe\u2019s \u00e9migr\u00e9s are a relatively silent minority, either because they  have flawlessly assimilated with their hosts or because they lack a  vocal champion of their plight.<br \/>Decades on, \u00e9migr\u00e9s have a  versatile champion fighting in their corner, one Spiwe Mahachi-Harper  who has gone great lengths to compensate for the century of silence with  Zimbabwe\u2019s longest novel, \u201cFootprints in the Mists of Time\u201d. Originally  published by UK-based Abba Press in December 2012 and now being  published locally by Booklove, \u201cFootprints\u201d is by far the longest  Zimbabwean novel at 181 008 words and 419 pages.<br \/>Interestingly,  the launch of \u201cFootprints\u201d will coincide with the screening of \u201cMuch to  the Land of Promise\u201d, a documentary on the challenge of immigration by  local film-maker on October 6 in the UK.<br \/>Literary Outlook caught up with  Mahachi-Harper, who shed light on the noble venture which is already  revelling in critical acclaim, with glowing commendations from such  authorities as Memory Chirere and Betty Makoni. \u201cI decided to tell the  story of this marginalised group because I feel it is about time they  had a voice. They have been silent for too long despite their invaluable  contribution to Zimbabwe for about a century.<br \/>\u201cTheir story needs  to be told, their fears, anxieties as well as joys understood by those  who, to this day, still refer to them as foreigners as if they are  expected to pack up and go back to their homelands one day,\u201d  MahachiHarper said.<br \/>\u201cFootprints can be best described as  historical fiction. Though the story is based on fictional characters,  the theme and various sub-themes are drawn from actual historical events  such as the labour migration at the beginning of the century, the  Wankie Mine disaster of June 6, 1972 and the events leading up to  independence in 1980,\u201d she said.<br \/>Mahachi-Harper is upbeat about  the impending book launch: \u201cMany people have registered to attend and I  feel humbled that they are choosing to disrupt their Sunday to come from  as far afield as Nottingham, Middlesbrough and Birmingham to be part of  this event.<br \/>\u201cQuite a number of them are descendants of these so-called immigrants.<br \/> \u201cOne of them has thanked me for writing this story and she says she  wishes her father were still alive to see this tribute paid to their  sacrifices at long last,\u201d she said.<br \/>The author of two previously  published novels \u201cTrials and Tribulations\u201d and \u201cEchoes in the Shadows\u201d  said her work is unavoidably emotive and rather tends to provoke sadness  in her readers.<br \/>\u201cA reader confessed to me that she cried after  reading certain pages, she did not tell me which ones and I was afraid  to ask lest she said the whole book.\u201d<br \/>Mahachi-Harper broke down  the title of her novel to a reference to two significant pointers: the  journey undertaken by migrant labourers from Nyasaland to Southern  Rhodesia on foot and the subsequent lapse of decades which the novel  retraces.<br \/>\u201cThe  story unfolds over a century since the beginning of the Witwatersrand  Labour Association (WNLA) labour recruitment drive to the present day.  Colloquially referred to as Wenela, WNLA had offices in various towns in  about three countries in Southern Africa, from where it recruited  labourers from Central Africa to go and work in the mines and on the  farms in Southern Rhodesia and South Africa.<br \/>\u201cThe labourers tended  to be mostly from Nyasaland which had no natural resources of its own.  Most of the migrant workers found the journey arduous and dangerous, and  once they arrived at their destinations, they were loath to embark on a  return journey.<br \/>\u201cAs the years went by, they found it easier to  just settle down in their adopted countries and the homeland became a  foggy memory at the back of their minds.<br \/>\u201cThese people who settled  among us those many years ago were, at best tolerated and at worst,  shunned and despised but never really accepted until just about a decade  or so ago. Their sacrifices are not sung about yet they are humble and  peace loving people.<br \/>\u201cMost of them continue to exist, to this day,  on the fringes of society as if they have to make excuses for existing  in our part of the this patch of Africa. They have been away from their  homelands for so many generations they almost now have no links with the  people back there.<br \/>\u201cThey can no longer go back and claim any  space there yet they live apologetically among us. They are the people  for neither here nor that place, and now fare worse than the Israelites  who wondered about in the wilderness for 40 years, unable to proceed to  the promised land and unable to retrace their steps,\u201d Mahachi-Harper  said.<br \/>She has given the right hand of fellowship to enterprising  local filmmaker whose debut offering, \u201cMuch to the Land of Promise\u201d  similarly borders on the \u00e9migr\u00e9 experience.<br \/>\u201cThe film by Cosmo  Itayi Zengeya, which was launched at the Alliance Francaise early this  year could be taken for visual version of this theme of the history of  the people that Cosmo and I are both passionate about.<br \/>\u201cFor us  this is not just creative work of rich untapped content. It is about the  people we understand very well and whom we have now come to regard as  family.\u201d<br \/>Mahachi-Harper attributes the historic length of her  novel on the enormity of the matters she was dabbling with as well as  the time-line.<br \/> \u201cFootprints is more than 400 pages long. That is  quite long by Zimbabwe literature standards but I could not have packed  the story spanning close to a century and told through four generations  of one family in just 200 pages or thereabouts.<br \/>\u201cI had to deal  with the journey, the everyday issues of life in a mining community, the  diseases of the mines and the Wankie Colliery Mine disaster which  claimed over 400 lives and at the time went on read as the fourth worst  mining disaster in the world and the worst in Southern Africa,\u201d  Mahaci-Harper said.<br \/>She lamented the faltering visibility of  Zimbabwean literature: \u201cI strongly feel that once a book has been  published the story ceases to belong to the writer alone. It is the duty  of publishers to bring Zimbabwean literature to the readership.<br \/>\u201cReaders  can only buy whatever is available. There is need for our writings to  be visible on the literary scene and the vehicle that can deliver it is  the publishing industry,\u201d she said.<br \/>\u201cThere has been an emergence  of new voices on the Zimbabwean literary scene in the last decade,  despite the economic hardships suffered by most publishing houses which  have been forced to focus more on publishing academic books as that is  regarded as a more profitable market.<br \/>\u201cI am not sure Zimbabweans  still read as they used to in the era just after independence but there  was a time when the ordinary Zimbabwean struggled to make ends meet and  could hardly afford the luxury of a printed story. It would be great to  get the populace reading again and to see books flying off the shelves  fast.<br \/>The publishing industry took a slump at the turn of the  millennium and ended up majoring in academic titles which promise  guaranteed revenue.<br \/> \u201cI am informed that local publishers mostly take  contracts from other publishers outside the country to bring in foreign  books for which they do not have to shoulder the costs. I suppose we  are still at that stage,\u201d Mahachi-Harper said.<br \/>Prolific literary  critic Memory Chirere prefigured on his blog that \u201cFootprints\u201d is poised  to upset the status quo and claim an eminent place in Southern African  literature, which is currently the preserve of established names.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Fraternity is one road less travelled. The dispersion of Africans far and wide to eke out sustainable livelihoods is a leap into the night, with millions detached from their cradles longing for an anchor in the face of alienation and deprivation. Notable feats, from the outset of history, owe their actualisation to seldom acknowledged contributions of migrant labour.The world-acclaimed Egyptian pyramids were pitched off the sweat from Semitic brows, while the matchless affluence of Europe and America was oiled on forced African labour, thanks to the double-barrelled atrocity of slavery and colonisation.The Zimbabwean Diaspora continues to provide an intellectual engine for varied host countries, buttressed on its record as Africa\u2019s most literate country, yet not much is made of this community which is meanly branded as a horde of economic refugees.Stereotypes flare in the face of \u00e9migr\u00e9s as they have to juggle means for sustenance on the tightrope of indifference and hostility. Scores have been caught in xenophobic crossfire, while many others have to constantly brave alienation and deprivation.Isolated voices have slammed African Union and its sub-regional satellites for retailing masterly pan-Africanist and pro-integrationist discourses, while their member states wax their borders each against\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 another.Artists have also leapt to the podium to champion the plight of migrant labourers pushed from their domiciles by challenges of history only to brave new hurdles as they merge into their adopted countries.Xenophobia has featured eminently as the uncomely stain in Africa\u2019s closet and millions live in the shadow of insecurity as the problem is yet to be conclusively plugged.While migrant communities in other countries constitute forceful voices with a considerable stake in host politics, Zimbabwe\u2019s \u00e9migr\u00e9s are a relatively silent minority, either because they have flawlessly assimilated with their hosts or because they lack a vocal champion of their plight.Decades on, \u00e9migr\u00e9s have a versatile champion fighting in their corner, one Spiwe Mahachi-Harper who has gone great lengths to compensate for the century of silence with Zimbabwe\u2019s longest novel, \u201cFootprints in the Mists of Time\u201d. Originally published by UK-based Abba Press in December 2012 and now being published locally by Booklove, \u201cFootprints\u201d is by far the longest Zimbabwean novel at 181 008 words and 419 pages.Interestingly, the launch of \u201cFootprints\u201d will coincide with the screening of \u201cMuch to the Land of Promise\u201d, a documentary on the challenge of immigration by local film-maker on October 6 in the UK.Literary Outlook caught up with Mahachi-Harper, who shed light on the noble venture which is already revelling in critical acclaim, with glowing commendations from such authorities as Memory Chirere and Betty Makoni. \u201cI decided to tell the story of this marginalised group because I feel it is about time they had a voice. They have been silent for too long despite their invaluable contribution to Zimbabwe for about a century.\u201cTheir story needs to be told, their fears, anxieties as well as joys understood by those who, to this day, still refer to them as foreigners as if they are expected to pack up and go back to their homelands one day,\u201d MahachiHarper said.\u201cFootprints can be best described as historical fiction. Though the story is based on fictional characters, the theme and various sub-themes are drawn from actual historical events such as the labour migration at the beginning of the century, the Wankie Mine disaster of June 6, 1972 and the events leading up to independence in 1980,\u201d she said.Mahachi-Harper is upbeat about the impending book launch: \u201cMany people have registered to attend and I feel humbled that they are choosing to disrupt their Sunday to come from as far afield as Nottingham, Middlesbrough and Birmingham to be part of this event.\u201cQuite a number of them are descendants of these so-called immigrants. \u201cOne of them has thanked me for writing this story and she says she wishes her father were still alive to see this tribute paid to their sacrifices at long last,\u201d she said.The author of two previously published novels \u201cTrials and Tribulations\u201d and \u201cEchoes in the Shadows\u201d said her work is unavoidably emotive and rather tends to provoke sadness in her readers.\u201cA reader confessed to me that she cried after reading certain pages, she did not tell me which ones and I was afraid to ask lest she said the whole book.\u201dMahachi-Harper broke down the title of her novel to a reference to two significant pointers: the journey undertaken by migrant labourers from Nyasaland to Southern Rhodesia on foot and the subsequent lapse of decades which the novel retraces.\u201cThe story unfolds over a century since the beginning of the Witwatersrand Labour Association (WNLA) labour recruitment drive to the present day. Colloquially referred to as Wenela, WNLA had offices in various towns in about three countries in Southern Africa, from where it recruited labourers from Central Africa to go and work in the mines and on the farms in Southern Rhodesia and South Africa.\u201cThe labourers tended to be mostly from Nyasaland which had no natural resources of its own. Most of the migrant workers found the journey arduous and dangerous, and once they arrived at their destinations, they were loath to embark on a return journey.\u201cAs the years went by, they found it easier to just settle down in their adopted countries and the homeland became a foggy memory at the back of their minds.\u201cThese people who settled among us those many years ago were, at best tolerated and at worst, shunned and despised but never really accepted until just about a decade or so ago. Their sacrifices are not sung about yet they are humble and peace loving people.\u201cMost of them continue to exist, to this day, on the fringes of society as if they have to make excuses for existing in our part of the this patch of Africa. They have been away from their homelands for so many generations they almost now have no links with the people back there.\u201cThey can no longer go back and claim any space there yet they live apologetically among us. 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The dispersion of Africans far and wide to eke out sustainable livelihoods is a leap into the night, with millions detached from their cradles longing for an anchor in the face of alienation and deprivation. Notable feats, from the outset of history, owe their actualisation to seldom acknowledged contributions of migrant labour.The world-acclaimed Egyptian pyramids were pitched off the sweat from Semitic brows, while the matchless affluence of Europe and America was oiled on forced African labour, thanks to the double-barrelled atrocity of slavery and colonisation.The Zimbabwean Diaspora continues to provide an intellectual engine for varied host countries, buttressed on its record as Africa\u2019s most literate country, yet not much is made of this community which is meanly branded as a horde of economic refugees.Stereotypes flare in the face of \u00e9migr\u00e9s as they have to juggle means for sustenance on the tightrope of indifference and hostility. Scores have been caught in xenophobic crossfire, while many others have to constantly brave alienation and deprivation.Isolated voices have slammed African Union and its sub-regional satellites for retailing masterly pan-Africanist and pro-integrationist discourses, while their member states wax their borders each against\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 another.Artists have also leapt to the podium to champion the plight of migrant labourers pushed from their domiciles by challenges of history only to brave new hurdles as they merge into their adopted countries.Xenophobia has featured eminently as the uncomely stain in Africa\u2019s closet and millions live in the shadow of insecurity as the problem is yet to be conclusively plugged.While migrant communities in other countries constitute forceful voices with a considerable stake in host politics, Zimbabwe\u2019s \u00e9migr\u00e9s are a relatively silent minority, either because they have flawlessly assimilated with their hosts or because they lack a vocal champion of their plight.Decades on, \u00e9migr\u00e9s have a versatile champion fighting in their corner, one Spiwe Mahachi-Harper who has gone great lengths to compensate for the century of silence with Zimbabwe\u2019s longest novel, \u201cFootprints in the Mists of Time\u201d. Originally published by UK-based Abba Press in December 2012 and now being published locally by Booklove, \u201cFootprints\u201d is by far the longest Zimbabwean novel at 181 008 words and 419 pages.Interestingly, the launch of \u201cFootprints\u201d will coincide with the screening of \u201cMuch to the Land of Promise\u201d, a documentary on the challenge of immigration by local film-maker on October 6 in the UK.Literary Outlook caught up with Mahachi-Harper, who shed light on the noble venture which is already revelling in critical acclaim, with glowing commendations from such authorities as Memory Chirere and Betty Makoni. \u201cI decided to tell the story of this marginalised group because I feel it is about time they had a voice. They have been silent for too long despite their invaluable contribution to Zimbabwe for about a century.\u201cTheir story needs to be told, their fears, anxieties as well as joys understood by those who, to this day, still refer to them as foreigners as if they are expected to pack up and go back to their homelands one day,\u201d MahachiHarper said.\u201cFootprints can be best described as historical fiction. Though the story is based on fictional characters, the theme and various sub-themes are drawn from actual historical events such as the labour migration at the beginning of the century, the Wankie Mine disaster of June 6, 1972 and the events leading up to independence in 1980,\u201d she said.Mahachi-Harper is upbeat about the impending book launch: \u201cMany people have registered to attend and I feel humbled that they are choosing to disrupt their Sunday to come from as far afield as Nottingham, Middlesbrough and Birmingham to be part of this event.\u201cQuite a number of them are descendants of these so-called immigrants. \u201cOne of them has thanked me for writing this story and she says she wishes her father were still alive to see this tribute paid to their sacrifices at long last,\u201d she said.The author of two previously published novels \u201cTrials and Tribulations\u201d and \u201cEchoes in the Shadows\u201d said her work is unavoidably emotive and rather tends to provoke sadness in her readers.\u201cA reader confessed to me that she cried after reading certain pages, she did not tell me which ones and I was afraid to ask lest she said the whole book.\u201dMahachi-Harper broke down the title of her novel to a reference to two significant pointers: the journey undertaken by migrant labourers from Nyasaland to Southern Rhodesia on foot and the subsequent lapse of decades which the novel retraces.\u201cThe story unfolds over a century since the beginning of the Witwatersrand Labour Association (WNLA) labour recruitment drive to the present day. Colloquially referred to as Wenela, WNLA had offices in various towns in about three countries in Southern Africa, from where it recruited labourers from Central Africa to go and work in the mines and on the farms in Southern Rhodesia and South Africa.\u201cThe labourers tended to be mostly from Nyasaland which had no natural resources of its own. Most of the migrant workers found the journey arduous and dangerous, and once they arrived at their destinations, they were loath to embark on a return journey.\u201cAs the years went by, they found it easier to just settle down in their adopted countries and the homeland became a foggy memory at the back of their minds.\u201cThese people who settled among us those many years ago were, at best tolerated and at worst, shunned and despised but never really accepted until just about a decade or so ago. Their sacrifices are not sung about yet they are humble and peace loving people.\u201cMost of them continue to exist, to this day, on the fringes of society as if they have to make excuses for existing in our part of the this patch of Africa. They have been away from their homelands for so many generations they almost now have no links with the people back there.\u201cThey can no longer go back and claim any space there yet they live apologetically among us. 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The dispersion of Africans far and wide to eke out sustainable livelihoods is a leap into the night, with millions detached from their cradles longing for an anchor in the face of alienation and deprivation. Notable feats, from the outset of history, owe their actualisation to seldom acknowledged contributions of migrant labour.The world-acclaimed Egyptian pyramids were pitched off the sweat from Semitic brows, while the matchless affluence of Europe and America was oiled on forced African labour, thanks to the double-barrelled atrocity of slavery and colonisation.The Zimbabwean Diaspora continues to provide an intellectual engine for varied host countries, buttressed on its record as Africa\u2019s most literate country, yet not much is made of this community which is meanly branded as a horde of economic refugees.Stereotypes flare in the face of \u00e9migr\u00e9s as they have to juggle means for sustenance on the tightrope of indifference and hostility. Scores have been caught in xenophobic crossfire, while many others have to constantly brave alienation and deprivation.Isolated voices have slammed African Union and its sub-regional satellites for retailing masterly pan-Africanist and pro-integrationist discourses, while their member states wax their borders each against\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 another.Artists have also leapt to the podium to champion the plight of migrant labourers pushed from their domiciles by challenges of history only to brave new hurdles as they merge into their adopted countries.Xenophobia has featured eminently as the uncomely stain in Africa\u2019s closet and millions live in the shadow of insecurity as the problem is yet to be conclusively plugged.While migrant communities in other countries constitute forceful voices with a considerable stake in host politics, Zimbabwe\u2019s \u00e9migr\u00e9s are a relatively silent minority, either because they have flawlessly assimilated with their hosts or because they lack a vocal champion of their plight.Decades on, \u00e9migr\u00e9s have a versatile champion fighting in their corner, one Spiwe Mahachi-Harper who has gone great lengths to compensate for the century of silence with Zimbabwe\u2019s longest novel, \u201cFootprints in the Mists of Time\u201d. Originally published by UK-based Abba Press in December 2012 and now being published locally by Booklove, \u201cFootprints\u201d is by far the longest Zimbabwean novel at 181 008 words and 419 pages.Interestingly, the launch of \u201cFootprints\u201d will coincide with the screening of \u201cMuch to the Land of Promise\u201d, a documentary on the challenge of immigration by local film-maker on October 6 in the UK.Literary Outlook caught up with Mahachi-Harper, who shed light on the noble venture which is already revelling in critical acclaim, with glowing commendations from such authorities as Memory Chirere and Betty Makoni. \u201cI decided to tell the story of this marginalised group because I feel it is about time they had a voice. They have been silent for too long despite their invaluable contribution to Zimbabwe for about a century.\u201cTheir story needs to be told, their fears, anxieties as well as joys understood by those who, to this day, still refer to them as foreigners as if they are expected to pack up and go back to their homelands one day,\u201d MahachiHarper said.\u201cFootprints can be best described as historical fiction. Though the story is based on fictional characters, the theme and various sub-themes are drawn from actual historical events such as the labour migration at the beginning of the century, the Wankie Mine disaster of June 6, 1972 and the events leading up to independence in 1980,\u201d she said.Mahachi-Harper is upbeat about the impending book launch: \u201cMany people have registered to attend and I feel humbled that they are choosing to disrupt their Sunday to come from as far afield as Nottingham, Middlesbrough and Birmingham to be part of this event.\u201cQuite a number of them are descendants of these so-called immigrants. \u201cOne of them has thanked me for writing this story and she says she wishes her father were still alive to see this tribute paid to their sacrifices at long last,\u201d she said.The author of two previously published novels \u201cTrials and Tribulations\u201d and \u201cEchoes in the Shadows\u201d said her work is unavoidably emotive and rather tends to provoke sadness in her readers.\u201cA reader confessed to me that she cried after reading certain pages, she did not tell me which ones and I was afraid to ask lest she said the whole book.\u201dMahachi-Harper broke down the title of her novel to a reference to two significant pointers: the journey undertaken by migrant labourers from Nyasaland to Southern Rhodesia on foot and the subsequent lapse of decades which the novel retraces.\u201cThe story unfolds over a century since the beginning of the Witwatersrand Labour Association (WNLA) labour recruitment drive to the present day. Colloquially referred to as Wenela, WNLA had offices in various towns in about three countries in Southern Africa, from where it recruited labourers from Central Africa to go and work in the mines and on the farms in Southern Rhodesia and South Africa.\u201cThe labourers tended to be mostly from Nyasaland which had no natural resources of its own. Most of the migrant workers found the journey arduous and dangerous, and once they arrived at their destinations, they were loath to embark on a return journey.\u201cAs the years went by, they found it easier to just settle down in their adopted countries and the homeland became a foggy memory at the back of their minds.\u201cThese people who settled among us those many years ago were, at best tolerated and at worst, shunned and despised but never really accepted until just about a decade or so ago. Their sacrifices are not sung about yet they are humble and peace loving people.\u201cMost of them continue to exist, to this day, on the fringes of society as if they have to make excuses for existing in our part of the this patch of Africa. They have been away from their homelands for so many generations they almost now have no links with the people back there.\u201cThey can no longer go back and claim any space there yet they live apologetically among us. 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