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Some cents and more nonsense from your guv'nor, the gift that keeps on giving
Petinah Gappah
August 02, 2008

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I cannot tell you how much I will miss Reserve Bank Governor Gideon Gono, if this happy new Zimbabwe ever comes. To kill inflation, he prints money. To kill it even deader, he removes zeros from the currency. There is a great cartoon over at The Zimbabwe Independent, the ten removed zeros giving a cheery goodbye wave to the bemused Gu'vnor. "We'll be back in time for Christmas" is the caption. And now, a bare two weeks after he issued a new 100 billion dollar bill, he introduces a new currency. And, this is the best part, he brings back cents. Yes, he has re-introduced the cent in a million plus per cent inflationary environment. There is one upside to this, which is that young children will get to see what coins are. To remind my Zimbabwean readers of what they looked like, here is a passage from my story An Elegy for Easterly, published in a Jacana anthology in 2007, and to be published again by Kwani? in September.

Martha did not speak beyond her request for twenty cents.

Tobias, Tawanda and the children thought this just another sign of madness, she was asking for something that you could not give. Senses, they thought, we have five senses and not twenty, until Tobias-s father BaToby, the only adult who took the trouble to explain anything, told them that cents were an old type of money, coins of different colours.

In the days before a loaf of bread cost half a million dollars, he said, one hundred cents made one dollar. He took down an old tin and said as he opened it, 'We used the coins as recently as 2000.-

'Six years ago, I remember,- said an older child. 'The five cent coin had a rabbit, the ten cents a baobab tree. The twenty had . . . had . . . umm, I know . . . Beit Bridge.-

'Birchenough Bridge,- said BaToby. 'Beitbridge is one word, and it is a town.-

'The fifty had the setting sun ...-

'Rising sun,- said BaToby.

'And the dollar coin had the Zimbabwe Ruins,- the child continued.

'Well done, good effort,- said BaToby. He spoke in the hearty tones of Mr Barwa, his history teacher from Form Three. He, too, would have liked to teach the wonders of Uthman-dan-Fodio-s Caliphate of Sokoto and Tshaka-s horseshoe battle formation, but providence in the shape of the premature arrival of Tobias had deposited him, grease under his nails, at the corner of Jason Moyo and Leopold Takawira, where he repaired broken-down cars for a living.

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