Word: nyasaland
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Russell Kroeker, a 28-year-old U.S. electrical engineer from Richboro, Pa., has overcome all such hurdles to be come the fastest-rising entrepreneur in Malawi, the nation created in 1964 from the British protectorate of Nyasaland...
After spending a student summer in Nyasaland in 1962, Kroeker wrote Prime Minister Hastings Banda to offer his services to the government-run radio station. When Banda accepted, Kroeker headed back with his hi-fi set, a homemade motor bike and 200 lbs. of spare radio parts. Three years ago, with $32,000 in locally raised capital, he founded the Nzeru Radio...
...went well until after World War II, when the blacks of Northern Rhodesia and Nyasaland-also founded by Rhodes-began to demand their freedom. The white populations of the two colonies, too badly outnumbered to maintain control, began calling for help. In British eyes, the only solution was to weld them into a federation with Southern Rhodesia, whose large white police force and greater degree of self-government might quell the cries for kwacha, or independence. It was a scheme worthy of Rhodes, but not even federation could stem the tide. It lasted exactly ten years...
...WILL TRY, by Legson Kayira. A youthful African from the Malawi Republic (formerly Nyasaland), the author decided in 1958 to "walk" from his home to the U.S. to find freedom and an education. Nearly two years later, he made it to a junior college in Washington State. He tells of his odyssey with warmth and a sense of wonder that many more practiced writers would be hard put to match...
Pilgrim's Progress. Legson was born in the British colony of Nyasaland, now independent and known as Malawi. The first white man he ever saw was an elegant official marching behind a column of African tribesmen, commandeered to bear the white man's burden-notably the white man's wife, who was carried through Legson's impoverished village on a litter. He assumed that the strangers were gods...