Tuesday, March 31, 2009
This, that, and one other thing
I've been searching online for flights and accommodation for going to Cape Town Book Fair this year. It's got me all excited. I can't wait to get everything finalized and know for sure I'm going. I loved it last time I was there. So many talks and panel discussions. So many authors (I am an author stalker-beware!). And of course -BOOKS!!!
The other important thing is I have decided to stop my website. The main reason is that it is very difficult to change anything there and the one who is supposed to keep it up to date never does. This blog is so much easier and FREE. I think it serves the purpose that I wanted the website to serve. So for the time being I will be web site-less.
The other thing is a sadness that has caught me by surprise today. There was a young man I met quite a few years ago, maybe 7 or 8 years ago now. He was physically disabled but far abler than many people I know. He was trained as an auto electrician but on the side he'd learned carpentry and building. He was from Zimbabwe. While I knew him, his mother died and as the eldest in the family he now needed to work hard in Botswana to send money to his younger siblings back home.
He did a lot of work in my house. The ceramic tiles my chair sits on were laid by him. The beautiful wooden kitchen cupboards in my kitchen were made by him too, at a time when our house had no electricity, he built them from board with only manual tools; a craftsman of immense skill.
The last time I saw him he had run into some problems. He was arrested for awhile and had all sorts of immigration problems as Zimbabweans do in Botswana. His bike had been stolen and since I had an almost brand new one in my garage he asked if he could borrow it, he'd pay me when he got his next job. And that was it, I never saw him again. Today someone told me he died in Zimbabwe, another victim of this vile, horrendous, heart breakingly unfair disease AIDS. He had such a short difficult life, it seems so terribly unfair. How I hope that there really is a rest for him and that it is one only filled with peace.