Africa country, until 1966 called Bechuanaland

Usage examples of botswana.

The rest of the world might become as rude as it wished, but this was not the way of things in Botswana and she would always defend the old Botswana way of doing things.

She could remember the days when nobody locked their doors in Botswana, and indeed when there were many doors that had no locks to lock anyway.

Even in peaceful Botswana there were cases of people being attacked by intruders when they came upon them in the course of a robbery.

An animal that had been stressed would always produce beef that tasted less than perfect, and perfection was what Botswana wanted for its meat.

After all, Botswana beef was fine, grass-fed beef, and tasted so much better than the meat of those poor cattle which were kept cooped up or which were fed food that cattle should not eat.

In the hot air of Botswana flowers tended to open briefly and then shut and wilt away, as if surprised, unless, of course, one protected them with shade netting and coaxed them daily with precious water.

We see those even in Botswana, where we are so fortunate in many ways.

Everybody in Botswana had experienced trouble with ants, and everybody had a view on what to do.

This was further evidence of those very qualities which obviously had been revealed at the Botswana Secretarial College and which had resulted in her astonishingly high marks.

The silver car was now near the old Botswana Defence Force Club and was slowing down.

In spite of all the progress which Botswana had made, and in spite of the prosperity which the diamonds had brought to the country, there were still many, many poor people.

And while it would be perfectly possible for them to register for any of the part-time courses provided by the Botswana Secretarial College, they tended not to do this for reasons of shame.

It was all very well being the most distinguished graduate of her year from the Botswana Secretarial College, but would that count for much here, in the world of music and elegant dancing and mirrors?

Yes, it was her, one of the women from her year at the Botswana Secretarial College, one of those fun-loving glamorous girls who ended up getting barely fifty per cent, and there she was, dancing with a confident and attractive man.

Everybody knew that most of them came to the Botswana Secretarial College simply because they had worked out that the best way of marrying a man with a good job and a lot of money was to become a secretary to such a man.