Even a 5-year-old sees failure

 I REMEMBER when my son was still a little child in the early 2000s I gave him a wad of banknotes worth millions of Zimbabwe dollars to buy sweets and freezits.

Of course, at his age (around five years old) he had absolutely no idea that this price tag was unbelievably ridiculous — for trinkets that would normally cost a few cents.

There was need for us as parents to gradually make this fact known and understood in his rather novice mind — so that, as we repeatedly spoke about how the Zimbabwe government had made life a torturous living hell — he would steadily comprehend and appreciate that there was definitely nothing normal about our livelihood.

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