The Starry Night of RuwaThe dawn broke over the small town of Ruwa, its golden rays filtering through the expansive skies of Zimbabwe. Its serenity was only disturbed by the vibrancy of children heading to school, laughter echoing through the air. Among them was eleven-year-old Nyasha, a bright girl with an insatiable curiosity, sitting at her desk in the Ariel School, a modest but nurturing establishment nestled among swaying acacia trees.Nyasha’s mind often wandered beyond the classroom walls to the vast, twinkling spaces above—fascinated by the celestial fabric of stars. That particular morning, however, was unlike any other. As the