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National Geographic : 1981 Nov
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study chemistry, became a writer instead. Two of his novels have been published but have not meant much money in his pockets, and his long absence had created self-doubt about where he fits now that he's back home. He can't give his father the money he expects for the tractor he wants. "That's difficult for him to understand," Wilson explained. "Everybody here wanted a bit of what they thought I had. I had to explain that I don't have a job, I had just moved, I have a wife and two kids." I first met the Katiyos in July 1980. Nine months later I returned. Wilson had found a job writing educational scripts for the Min istry of Information, and he was more secure and confident. He also had been asked to conduct literature workshops for former guerrillas. "Ah Charlie, the plays and nov els to be written. We'll be able to really do something." The village of Makaha still did not own a tractor, but seed, fertilizer, and a training program had combined with better than normal rains to make this year's crop the best in memory. The corn, Tigere Katiyo ex claimed: "Much taller than a man!" My search for the real Zimbabwe began
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