ZIMBABWE-Women of Matobo

 










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The architectural genius of the women of Matobo in Zimbabwe's southern province of Matabeleland commands respect. They build and decorate their cabins with a very original design. It makes you want to take a look. But why can't all this potential be a great source of income and serve these women?
The formidable economic and social power of African women sets Africa apart from other continents. However, there is still too much untapped female potential in Africa. Now is the time to promote the emergence of true female leadership. This leadership no longer needs to be demonstrated. He has been active since the dawn of time.
Why not hire these women, for example, to decorate certain administrative or cultural buildings in large cities, a bit like what the South African
Esther Mahlangu
 does with the major brands of vehicles . This could open up countless possibilities for them.
To promote women in Africa is also to draw inspiration from her know-how in order to inculcate it by propagating it wherever needed. The harmony of the colors, the love they have in them should really benefit everyone. We shouldn't just be looking at the aesthetic aspect. We should also see by what means all this human resource can be used in Africa and that they can live off it.
We should seriously look at a development model that conforms to our realities as Africans by showcasing the best Africa has to offer. Women are the engine of the economy in every African country, creating for them alternatives and sustainable solutions so that they can further push this continent into its next phases of development.

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