Swimming With The Sharks Part 3: So what then would qualify a person to be on radio and be listened to by thousands across the globe where people set their alarms to wake up just to listen to what you have to say, where even without power one would listen to their car radio for 3hours straight just to hear you. What made radio personalities so special that out of the millions in the country only 8 voices are chosen to be on air in the 24hours of the day? All these questions were goin through my mind on a continuous flow. Thats all i could eat think and breathe. My mind was well ahead of my age at that time because in the 5th grade while my peers were thinking that after school we are going to play soccer or go to the shops to play video games, i would say after school, i cant wait to go and listen to Drive time radio. I cant wait to listen to Hitsville. I cant wait to find out about the latest music and listen to what these djs had in store for us.. My mind continued to wonder what made a great radio personality? Did i have to be on top of my class and be very educated to be on air because the djs would have the knowledge about almost anything. So i worked hard in school. I was always a bright student and top of my class from grade 1 to grade 7. I remember once i took number 2 and i cried as if i had been the last in the class. But the more my grades got better the more my dad and teachers would encourage me to become a doctor. I dont know why they saw a doctor in me. Hahaha. I was always sensitive to open wounds, so there was no way i was ever gonna be a doctor. Anyway we fast forward to a time when the dream started to fade thats around the time i started form 3 at Hartzell High School. At that time i also had more options of what i wanted to do in life because i was doing sciences and commercials so i took commercial studies further up to upper 6 and went on to do Cost and Management Accounting. But something was always missing. I worked for a few companies till i stared my own Multimedia company. I had a few years of success but even then it was not fulfilling. At this time i had come to the conclusion that i could not speak as eloquently and fluently as the djs from before. I felt my accent was not good enuf for radio as i had tried to imitate peter Johns and falling short to quite sounding like him. Even when speaking to other people i would hear how easy words rolled off their tongue and i said to myself, how many people out there speak so fluently and here i am dreaming of being one of the 8 voices in a day on radio and I convinced myself that there was just no way. At this time i would imagine doing a show with bridget gavanga or The likes of The late Tsitsi Mawarire and i thought to myself i would sound stupid on air. Instead of dreaming i started to compare myself to them and FEAR got to me. The radio had suddenly become this big ocean, with me on the shore afraid to dive in, to sink to the bottom, afraid to try. So i never tried. I never took the time. Radio personalities suddenly became the bigget predators of the water, the sharks.. And here i was a man who could not swim, how would i ever get into the ocean if i had so much fear in swimming? The dream died and i convinced myself that i could not speak, and therefore i could not swim. I know you are probably thinking that i will tell you that years later ZiFM came and i joined them and became part of the sharks. Haha Well you are partly correct but that is not the moral of this, theres something that no1 saw in my dream of swimming with the sharks, something deeper, that i want to share with you. Keep following the story and i will reveal to you what swimming with the sharks meant to me.. ........To be continued.
Posted on: Wed, 05 Nov 2014 14:09:16 +0000
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