As I se it
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
I could have gone back to live in South Africa in 1994 when the country killed its crazy apartheid policy and legislated for freedom and democracy. I went to do Standard V in South Africa at a young age of 13, continued my education in a foreign country, identified with the liberation movement, fell in love and married a South African; I boasted more South African acquaintances and friends than I had in the Bechuanaland Protectorate.
Despite the sweet memories I carried from there, I didn't love South Africa more than Botswana. Botswana was my first love; Bobonong the stony hamlet where I was born always counted high in my thoughts even while I 'fought foreign wars' as one of my BDP friends portrayed me during a motion of no confidence debate I piloted in Parliament, a few months after becoming an opposition MP!
These roads, which are vital conduits for trade and tourism, have long been in dire need of repair. However, while this development is undoubtedly a positive step, it also raises questions about broader issues of infrastructural management and road safety that deserve closer scrutiny.The A3 and A33 roads are not just any roads, they are critical arteries that connect Botswana to its neighbours and facilitate the movement of goods and people...