BOOK EXTRACT | The bogeyman, the tokoloshe and the terrorist


BOOK EXTRACT | The bogeyman, the tokoloshe and the terrorist

‘White Trash: My year as a high-class call girl’ is a memoir by Terry Angelos to be published in September

Terry Angelos

This is my playground. There are teachers’ houses next to each boarding residence. We live in one of these and have our own rambling garden. No gates or fences are needed to keep us in or anyone out. Fences are for dogs and petty thieves and would be useless at keeping out terrorists. The threat of terrorists is constant.

We rely on the Rhodesian security forces, radio contact, patrols, convoys, landmine detectors and specially trained dogs. Our dogs, Mr Chips and Lassie, would not be very helpful. We have drills to prepare us for terrorist attacks and we know what to do if we are ambushed or invaded in the car, at home or at school.

Our little town is a fragile island of safety, but five kilometres outside of any town or city is an open war zone. Everyone knows how to handle a weapon. Moms drop their children off at school with pistols on holsters strapped to their jeans. Dad has a rifle and keeps extra weapons under his bed. He also has a panga, a Zulu spear, a knobkerrie, a machete and a bushknife. He is prepared for all kinds of attacks. It’s not a good idea to disturb him at night. He also has a few homemade catapults on window ledges around the house. He reckons if you get shot in the head with a marble from one of those, you are lights out. Mostly he shoots at the monkeys who try to steal our fruit. I have unfettered freedom on the school campus and can roam around the entire property...

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