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Mbulawa states his case



Mbulawa states his case

Maun West looks set for a close contest as three political heavy weights battle it out for the constituency.

D-day is fast approaching (just 19 days to go!) yet it remains uncertain who among Reaboka Mbulawa of Botswana Democratic Party (BDP), Dumelang Saleshando of Umbrella for Democratic Change (UDC) and Mmolotsi Sebati of Alliance for Progressives (AP) will emerge victorious.

Both Saleshando and Sebati have already expressed themselves in this forum, outlining why they believe they are best suited for the job.

Mbulawa states his case
Dumelang Saleshando

This week, Mbulawa gets his chance and tells FRANCINAH BAAITSE-MMANA why he should be the chosen one.

After all the talk and hype, election day is fast approaching. How prepared are you?

I am ready as an athlete. We have done everything to the best of our abilities to wrap it up.

Even if the elections were today, we would go for it.

Are you not intimidated by working relations between former President, Ian Khama and your opponents in the UDC?

Not at all.

It is politics.

We all have our own support base and people thinking and believing in different ways.

I think that’s a huge mistake the said opponent will a lot from.

Let’s wait for elections and you will witness what we have been hearing in Maun West.

See how he can’t support hunting when the people have been consulted and spoken.

I think he is either compromised, signed a raw deal or just ignorant to the needs of the constituency!

And what are the needs of the constituency?

Fighting Foot and Mouth Disease, addressing issues of human wildlife conflict, tourism, drought, drying up of the Thamalakane River, water crisis, land matters and youth unemployment are top of my priority list.

How do you intend to tackle these issues differently to your opponents?

My strategy is honesty and the love that I give my constituency.

I don’t need anything else other than being genuine.

I see a lot of ingenuity.

Maun West is my home, my birthplace and my place of burial. That is how genuine it is!

But both your opponents are claiming the same!

One of my uncles is a Chief in Kubung and also Kgosi Tawana Moremi’s uncle.

My grandfather was the previous Chief in Komana where my mother comes from.

Boyei is where my grandfather Kurusa Samakiana came from.

Mabudutsa in Kgosing ward is where my grandmother Khwai was from and apparently she is the one who raised me in Komana from birth until I became what I am now.

I schooled in Ngamiland and have all my homes and businesses here and no other place.

Apparently I am going to be buried a great son of Maun West sometime in the future!

Interesting. Moving on, it is rumoured that you have been playing hide-and-seek with the former President, always avoiding meeting him. Apparently whenever Khama is in Maun you claim to be elsewhere?

That is not true.

I don’t have personal problems with him apart from our political differences.

The two last times he came into town, we met because he visited my lodge.

It is on record because I don’t have matters with the former President.

I fully support President Masisi and we are ready to win this coming October.

Mbulawa states his case

If you should prove triumphant at the polls, what will be first on your agenda?

There is a lot to do in Maun West.

The drought is the most pressing matter right now.

We need boreholes for farmers from Toteng, Komana, Nxaraga, Xaraxau, Bojanala, Tsutsubega and many other areas.

We need to save the livelihoods by providing for livestock watering.

The constituency funding has most answers for those.

Are you saying you will channel the first batch of constituency funds exclusively for borehole drilling?

Of course, the priority goes to the pressure areas.

I spoke to the people and that’s what is at the top of their agenda.

I will engage the business community and also get involved physically to see this happen.

I have long been on community projects and I am not stating anything new, but rather a continuation of what I have been doing over the years.

How would you help resolve the existing human-elephant conflict?

I worked for the department of Wildlife and National Parks (DWNP) as a manager.

I am trained in integrated strategic planning for control of elephants and veld fire.

I could be a big solution on government decisions to manage the human-wildlife conflict immediately.

We do need to put pressure on the elephants through controlled hunting, as well as pushing them back from villages systematically.

This has to be planned, robust and directed well within the existing statutory.

However, we have to completely overhaul the DWNP to be effectively geared towards such mandates.

So you believe hunting the animals would resolve the problem?

I am both militant and combatant.

I believe in lethal response, not that I am trigger-happy but I see that path as the only clear message to elephants.

An elephant is a robust thinker; it plans and outsmarts humans if left unchecked for a long time.

We need to take absolute control over the management of these species before it’s too late.

Care to add more?

I am here to serve and not to seek employment like my other opponents.

I am the servant of Maun West. Ke ne ke le teng (I was there), in good times and in bad times.

Maun West should trust only the BDP of Dr Mokgweetsi Eric Keabetswe Masisi and Rre Mbulawa.

We are the only hope for Ngamiland alongside Kgosi Tawana Moremi.

Talking of ‘Ke ne ke le teng’, your opponents are using this phrase against you. They are deliberately misinterpreting it to say ‘o ne o le teng fa go senngwa’ (You were there during the looting). What’s your take on that?

I am talking about Maun West, perhaps they are talking about something else.

Ga go a senngwa sepe (Nothing was looted) from Maun West.

I was there when we were battling to addresses problems in this area, when we were fighting against lethobo, floods, water provision, farmer’s support, schools demands and communities while they were not even in the constituency.

One was in Gaborone Central while I was here.

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An Eye for What?



Sunday. Almost noon in Gaborone. From the pulpit, Pastor Godwill’s beady eyes follow his most-trusted foot soldiers lug bags of tithes behind a curtain where the money counting takes place.

With such a generous flock, he will move the church out of the tent into a proper building before Easter.

He will buy a house, then a jet. He raises his hands and sways to the rhythm of the closing hymn.

The church goers dissect the homily and sing the pastor’s praises as they file into the sunlight: “Oh, God! Daddy was on point today.” “May he stay blessed.” “Halleluja, Pastor.” “Amen, Pastor.”

No one notices a young man who has been skulking around the parking lot. He sidles up to a gleaming, new, black SUV.

Big lettering on the side proclaims ‘The Church of New Life’.

It belongs to the pastor—a Christmas gift from a recently-born again member.

He peers inside. Bibles, prayer books. More Bibles. The big money briefcase is not there.

He continues to pad, cat-like, around the bumper-to-bonnet filled parking lot. In another car he spies a woman’s handbag lodged under the driver’s seat. A purse peeps out.

The young man steals a quick look around him but sees someone approaching, so he moves on to another car.

He tests the driver’s door. It is locked, but the cellphone in the storage compartment tempts him, and his time is running out.

He picks up a brick and hurls it at window, shattering the glass.

As the alarm rings, he slides his arm inside and pulls out the cellphone.

Weaving between the cars, he makes for the main gate. Someone shouts. “Legodu!” Again. “Legoooodu!” Louder the second time.
It’s like a siren screaming. The able-bodied give chase. Men, women and children emerge from their makeshift shops, from houses to join in.

“Legodu!”Dogs bark the word. Cats meow the word. Cows moo it. Goats bleat it.

The whole neighbourhood emerges to bear witness.

The young man flies towards the main road. If he can cross the highway, he will melt into the bush and then he will be out of reach, but cars and trucks speed up and down the road. He cannot get across, so he off-loads his loot.

But it is too late for him. A man with biceps the size of the thief’s calves grabs him by his waistband and slams him to pavement. The swelling crowd, cheers.

A slap, a kick, a pinch. Another man fetches a sjambok from his boot.

It whistles as it slices the air, cracks as it lands on the thieves back. Once. Twice. Again. Once more.

A woman who was walking to the Kombi stop cannot resist.

She tucks her Bible into her bag and tugs off her stilettoes. She whacks the thief. Punctuates her words with blow: “You.” Rap. “Little.” Rap. “Bastard.” Rap! Rap! Rap! “That’s for the one who stole my purse.” She stands back and gives way for a man to land his punch.

The cheers grow louder.

A woman driving past slows down to see what is happening. She cannot bear to watch.

She pulls off the road to speak into her phone. “They are going to beat him to death,” she reports.

“Please hurry.” Tears roll down her face.

By the time the police arrive, the young man is soaked in a red sea.

The men in blue-grey uniforms leap from their vehicle.

One of them charges through the crowd that refuses to part.

When he finally reaches the young man, it is to confirm that his life has been stolen.

And still, the crowd cheers.

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Deaf beauty queen calls for Setswana sign language



The reigning Miss Deaf International Queen has called for the introduction of Setswana Sign Language in schools.

The 31-year-old Serowe-born beauty, Kemmonye Keraetswe brought the crown home last July after emerging victorious in Saint Petersburg, Russia.

Keraetswe is adamant that introducing Setswana will help improve the academic performance of deaf students, which at the moment she admits is ‘dismal’.

“There is a need for Setswana Sign Language in schools. Right now we are only taught in American Sign Language and this hinders the communication between us and our parents,” she notes, communicating with Okavango Voice via Whatsapp.

“I am a Motswana but I can’t read or write in Setswana. My parents can only try to give me signs but sometimes they don’t understand when I use the sign language that I learnt in school because it is a bit complex,” continues the brainy beauty queen, who is currently employed at Maun Senior Secondary School as a Teaching Assistant for deaf students.

Keraetswe’s dream is to go to university but she keeps failing the entrance exam as American Sign Language has proved too complicated.

“It is rare for deaf students to pass Form Five. I am even lucky to be working,” adds the trail-blazing queen, who is no stranger to international success having been crowned 2nd Princess Miss Deaf Africa in 2016.

HONOR: Miss Deaf International award

As for her journey as Miss Deaf International, Keraetswe claims that locally she has not been given the same recognition or received as much support as other beauty queens.

“There are so many events happening in Maun but I have never been invited to any of them! I feel like they are discriminating against me but I am just like any of them, the only challenge is that I am hearing impaired,” she blasts.

Additionally, Keraetswe says organisers often refuse to let her take part in pageantries on account of her disability.

“Sometimes they don’t accept me but I am capable just like any other woman!”

To compound her feelings of isolation, she is also having problems with the Botswana Deaf Organisation.

As is the norm with beauty queens, part of Keraetswe’s reign includes overseeing a project.

She wants this to be an independent project as she strives to inspire the death community.

However, the Deaf Organisation insist they should be involved.

“We don’t have any independence. They want us to do everything collectively even business,” she laments.

In conclusion, Keraetswe urged the government to promote equality and work with the deaf community to improve their rights.

She further called for the creation of Non-Government Organisations that will advocate for the rights of the deaf.

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Bouncing back from disability to thrive




At the age of 33, Mavis Mtonga is fast making a mark in the fashion world despite a car accident that left her paralysed in her lower body in 2013.

Re-living the traumatic moment, which nearly cut her life short, Mtonga, who hails from Zambia but has been living in Botswana for the past 18 years said she was on her way to Zambia when her family got involved in a car accident that drastically altered her life forever.

“I was with my father and aunt, taking my grandmother to Zambia when the accident occured 10 kilometres away from Nata. It all happened so fast yet it seemed like it was in slow motion. Our car had a tyre burst and overturned three times.”

she said as her voice trailed off, giving way to a deep breath followed by a long pause.

“And then I realized I could not feel the other part of my body just below the waist. I saw people surrounding us but I could not make up their faces, people were asking questions but at the time I could not understand what was really happening,” she said.

She was flown to Princess Marina Hospital and later with the assistance of Motor Vehicle Accident (MVA) Fund they were transferred to Bokamoso Private Hospital where they underwent surgeries.


Her aunt died from heavy loss of blood. “I was devastated.” She said.

However, the hardest thing for Mtonga was to accept that she was not going to be able to walk again.

“It was really difficult to accept that I was going to live the rest of my life on a wheelchair. I was trained on how to be independent on a wheel chair and miraculously I learned the skill in two weeks while others took more than that,” she said with a teary voice.

Before the accident Mtonga had already applied to study Fashion and Design at Arthur Portland School and her application was approved in 2016 so she started school in 2017.

“When I first came to class, the lecturers were apprehensive about my ability to cope in an environment full of sewing machines of different sizes but with their help I had to figure out a way to use those machines. I opted to use the small ones, which had a footer but I had to find a way to improvise by using my hands instead because my feet don’t work,” she explained.

To date, Mtonga has not only survived the car accident but she has also gone on to thrive in the fashion industry pushing her own brand in her own backyard.

“I have a year now in this industry and things are looking up for me. I have a few loyal clients who usually rock my designs and keep on coming back, which suggests that I am doing something right. I hope to grow and my vision is take my work overseas one day and live my dream of being a high flying fashion designer,” quipped the determined young woman.

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