Born in Zimbabwe, Bulawayo. Writing this from a reflective point of view, my early years were spent in the rural parts of Zimbabwe, with my grandma, who was blind by sight. My cousin Ben, and l used to always be by my grandma' side, guiding her where ever she needed to go.  As a child, l was always a happy child, didn't question where my mother was, or why l wasn't with her. I still don't question it today, as l grew up and learnt that within the african society at that time, this was perfectly normal. I then moved and lived with my aunt ( mum' sister ) mama omdala ( meaning older mother) in Nbebele. Within our African society, this was also normal and common practice, sisters, and brothers would look afte each other' kids as though they were their own .  It was around the age of 6 that l then moved and joined my father, and my half brothers in the township of Bulawayo, Mpopoma . Coming from the rural areas of Kezi, l had never seen nor been expossed to the television, so this was all new to me ......................... for the rest of my story, you can access my book, " painting from a dream" on  ...................