SHONA, BECAUSE OF YOU I PRONOUNCE THE O’S IN ONIONS AND OVENS. CHARISSE CHIKWIRI, SHADES OF NOIR GRADUATE.
I was three years old when I migrated to the UK, speaking little to no English but fluent in Shona (as fluent as a three-yearold can be). This would be the perfect time to write a descriptive paragraph about how I felt when I landed on “the greener side”, but honestly, I remember Nothing. Yes, I’ve been back to Zimbabwe several times but does going for a holiday really compare to being raised Kumusha? Kumusha = the place where you come from. Whilst I can’t recall memories of Zimbabwe prior to me moving to this country, what I do have is my language, the Shona language. I’m using medium to divert from the question which asked “how much power am I afforded by the languages I speak?”, because it is important for me to first establish what the languages I speak mean to me. I can’t begin to paint the bigger picture, without the initial understanding of colour. We’re still headed for the same destination, this is just a necessary pit stop. Pit Stop №1 — The Shona Language. This was the first language I ever spoke. The main language my parents speak. I speak Shona to those who understand it. From the moment I say “hesi” (hi), those who understand it, know exactly where I come from. Shona
is the currency of the Zimbabwean side of my identity. Its exchanges are exclusive. I need to take a break here, this has been a struggle to write. As a writer, I am in the practice of not only writing for myself but for others as well, for you to understand me. I am struggling to use English to concisely explain what Shona means to me. So instead I am going to write a letter to my native tongue, and I hope that through this I will break the barrier. Dear Shona, You are not just a language; a dictionary of words I use to communicate. You are more than a skill I can add to my CV. You represent a side of me that only those close to me know. You represent my culture, the culture that has taught me to be nurturing and respectful. You represent my mother’s roots and my father’s land, because of you I will never forget where I came from. Even though I don’t see her often, through you I remember the things my Grandma used to say. Because of you my mum is “mama” and my grandma is “gogo”, it doesn’t matter if I speak English, who they are stay the same.
58 // DISCOURSE: THE POWER OF LANGUAGE AND COMMUNICATION.
