I am the Shona boy.
The boy that was praised.
The boy that is loved by his Shona parents.
I love being myself and language.
The Shona boy.
I, the boy that don’t love other languages other except Shona.
Shona is a good language.
Shona makes me proud.
Even though people laugh at me when I speak it.
I love my language. I love my language.
I love it because it’s my tongue.
I love to be a Shona person.
I love it because I was born with Shonas.
I love my Shona friends even if they are teased.
But the language is the same as mine.