“I lived in Mozambique many years ago. I was born there. My family came to Malawi when the war broke out between the Mozambicans and the Portuguese. My grandfather died while travelling on a ship down the Zambezi river. He was due to start work in Marromeu on a Portuguese owned sugarcane estate. His ship was attacked and everyone was either killed or drowned. That’s when my family decided to leave.
I was 25 years old. I got married here, to a Malawian. I’ve been fishing for 32 years now. It does not bring in much, but I have no choice. This is what I know. I hear the war in Mozambique is starting again. I will never go back there. I am happy here. Malawi is my home. I am Malawian.”