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I remember seeing children running around and begging. Mothers use their babies to beg. A gentleman who looks like a spiritual Yogi calls my

I remember in 2020 my ward councillor resigned. I was really upset. This young gentleman has done a lot for the community . I had to walk to

Are Cookbooks Ever Going To Survive The Digital Era?

I remember in my 6th-grade year, we had to look up food ingredients for many recipes for homework. I remember rushing over to my family's collection of cookbooks to find out what the ingredients were for many food recipes. I had to use the internet to find what ingredients were in a dish. I even remember my mom downloading cookbooks for my sister and me, and even for fun, before I hit the age of eighteen. Today, I find many recipes online in blogs or on websites. I have even found many recipes on TikTok.

I remember before grade:6 my mom would loan out our Indian Delights Cookbook to people and even purchase Cookbooks for my sister ( I remember two).

I remember that in grade 9, I won a cookbook in a reading contest. My mom made me show my whole family what a nice book it was. Yet the girls at school called it a housewife book.

I do not care about people who did not even try for a reading contest opinion. I later inherited my mom's Indian Delights.

Yet all these books stay on my shelves because I have a book that I write down my ways of cooking in.

I do not think cookbooks will survive. They will become like encyclopedias.

Many cars passing up and down my road buy brooms from a broom seller who sells his grass brooms, plastic brooms and feather dusters. I have

The Broom Seller

Many cars passing up and down my road buy brooms from a broom seller who sells his grass brooms, plastic brooms and feather dusters. I have even seen this broom seller sell old fashion mops. I regularly know they here cause they whistle and say a sentence to promote their product they selling. I see my neighbors run to buy what they selling. I see the broom seller with a bag on their waist with the money they have to make change. Some come and knock on a door and will ask for a glass of water. I make sure they have some juice and leave. Yet recently I have not seen anyone come door to door selling goods to make a living. I feel that even though times are difficult we should give them a glass of water or a slice of a sandwich if they ask as we do not know how long it takes them to create their brooms. We do not even know how long distances they walk to sell their goods.

Somepeople Never Change

I remember as a child. People would tell me to support and help these people who are nasty to me. They told me to play with them at break time. If they do not have stationery, lend yours, and if they slow in a subject, help them. I entered my pre-teenage years, and my mom told me: Be nice to them if they are nasty. This sentence carried me through high school and the end of high school. She told me to keep quiet when they bully you and not fight back. I tried many times to ask these awful children: What did I do wrong? I had a desire to fix the situation if I had done any action that offended the individual. I remember one girl told me, " What if I do not want to stop bullying you?" My sister would think I was bullying a child by fighting back. My mom thought I was not innocent enough to fight back. I was told not to fight back and keep quiet, they will stop their stupid behaviour, but these people who choose to be foolish never stop. My mom told me to help, and my mom, along with my sister, told me to be kind to these mean people. My mom wanted me to help people who were nasty to me as well. I remember in grade 10 reporting one student, and the HOG told me: " Did you greet this pupil back ?" and I said: " No". She said in the future, do greet this student back, show her you have more dignity than her. My school guidance counsellor in grade 12 told me, " If they carry on being nasty after you're nice to them when they were cruel to you, then do not be nice". That was the best advice. Yet many people will still see it as wrong.

Many people will still say, " Be nice to these mean people. They will eventually stop and will come back one day and help".

I am here to tell you today, these people do not change and will never come back to help.

I remember my mom and my sister telling me not to report these nasty people. My dad told me once, when I wanted my parents to come to school to fix this foolish behaviour, that the school would say: " I am wrong to fight back even though I was standing up for myself verbally". They came to school once, and the school did not say," I was wrong to fight back verbally". I only ever fought back verbally, without using colourful language or being hurtful to others.

I mean, even after reporting some individuals to authorities, be it at school or anywhere. These foolish people still carry on with their foolish behaviour.

If people really want to change, they will.

Parents Do Not Understand That Children Have Their Own Images.

I remember growing up, and I had a child in my class from grades one to three. This girl used to wet the chairs. This child, my mother felt the most sympathy for and even made me give her perfume spray( I had no choice, it was one or the other. I refused to wrap the perfume spray in my ribbon, so my mom brought ribbon from work to wrap the perfume spray in.

I had to go and give this perfume spray to this child on her birthday, and my mother and I spoke to my sister, saying: "She is a child who urinates in her panties, and said to me: shame she will feel so loved".

My mother wanted me to teach this child poetry, and yet she did not care when this child had friends: " I would have to give this child my sweets or some lunch for her to play with me at break". My mom stood up for this child. This child wanted my parents to buy her expensive dolls for Christmas, and she even wanted my tuck money.

My sister heard of this child wanting my tuck money, but my mom still defended this child. I decided to be kind to her in grade four, and she continued to be mean to the extent of asking me for money on market day. I ended up telling her how she treats me, and I remember how I had to tell a trial prefect that I was nasty to her, but I am correcting her by telling her that an educator is single.

Eventually, she left the school, and I never saw her again. Parents, I know you want to raise kind children, but think about your child's feelings first.

Teenage Pregnancy Has Reached Primary Schools.

I was in grade seven, and my Life Skills educator came into the class to educate us. My educator then tells us a story: " That a boy, when I was in grade five, was in grade seven, and he became a father. He came back to visit with a toddler, and she said, ' Can you imagine boys your age becoming fathers?"

My grade five educator had told me that a girl in her previous school was twelve and pregnant.

I know in South Africa at age twelve you can buy a condom, but can we think about how these children will damage their lives and their children's lives?

They Only Have One Friend.

I remembered my grade 7 Afrikaans educator explaining to me how some children in the school only have one friend. On the day that a friend is absent from school, we should sit alone at lunch, and we should sit with them. This may sound odd, but this is a sad reality of the world.

Parents try to raise good, kind children, but many children get absorbed in a clique and choose to be nasty.

I mean, this popularity contest starts as young as five years old or younger. Peer pressure starts very young.

The media and social media of these times have shown a lot of nastiness. Yet it is very addicted to watching these nasty shows and being nasty on social media.

I believe going forward, we need to raise children to stand independently and sit alone for lunch and be happy with their own company, rather than force themselves on others.

Friends are important, but only quality friends are.

I Think People Are Losing Sight Of Friendships.

I remember being in the assembly in high school, and the principal giving the school a definition of a friend. She said: " Many of us behave like cowards and we ask people what they want when they are kind to us, as it is easy to believe the negative". I mean, in high school, people I thought were my friends, even at break, we sat together, but they would gossip about me. One girl who I thought was my friend tried to set me up with a jerk; luckily, I made him a huge fool. I had people who said they were my friends play pranks on me, and still tell me it was a joke and they are my friends. People who I thought were my friends deleted me from their lives after school. It is very easy to use someone, but if someone uses you, it is the biggest pain to have.

Xenophobia Attacks

I do not know why many South Africans chase foreigners away and hate foreigners. My campus guidance counselor, a beautiful and educated lady, taught me a lot when she gave her talk about Xenophobia.

I enter the talk room. I sit in my seat. My guidance counselor picks up the microphone and starts her talk. She speaks about how our freedom fighters (South African freedom fighters) were kept safe by neighboring countries around South Africa from the Apartheid government. My campus guidance even spoke about how children in the upper parts of Africa would sacrifice their lunch for Apartheid South Africa to end.

My Economics academic told me during a lecture: “Apartheid South Africa was sanctioned by other countries during Apartheid South Africa- India being the first country to sanction Apartheid South Africa”.

My campus guidance even spoke about how children in the upper parts of Africa would sacrifice their lunch for Apartheid South Africa to end.

My high school English educator told me: “The ruling party of South Africa trained in many African countries and China”.

Many countries helped South Africa establish a democracy, and as my economics academic told me, many people from other parts of Africa see South Africa as the Promised Land.

I would like to tell you that even in South Africa, we have European and Asian Asylum Seekers and I have had the privilege of meeting them.

I Found My Jewish Lover In Cape Town.

My high school History educator once told the class a story.

Before “World War Two” when Jews’ were being attacked in Germany. Many parents sent their daughters on a ship to Cape Town South Africa to marry South African Jewish men. One German Jew’s parents sent her on a ship to Cape Town and as she got off the ship at Cape Town port. This German Jewish lady saw her fiancé at the port with a bouquet of flowers in his hands to welcome her. She fell deep in love with him. Years later they interviewed her and she spoke in Hebrew how she saw her husband at the Cape Town port when she came from Germany and fell in love.

I wonder if there are many other stories as the above.

I Found My Jewish Lover In Cape Town.

My high school History educator once told the class a story.

I wonder if there are many other stories as the above.

I Have Found Racism Even While Working For A Democratic Party.

It was my first day in the ward councillor's office. She told me to put on a party t-shirt, and we were going to do campaign work for the party's youth league. I got ready, and we arrived at one of the shopping centres in the area.

I politely declined a cup of coffee from the councillor and headed back to my campaign area. I started conducting 'Public Relations', and a lady of European origin came up to me to talk about her grandson. Her grandson attends a Former Module C school, and she spoke about how people now have to go to schools in their area. She responded that at her grandson's school: " The Indians were the first to leave cause they had money, and three white boys were left in a class full of Black boys."

People assume a democratic party is filled with unity, diversity, and democracy, but my experience left me flabbergasted.

I understand that some people are from different times and were taught different values, but my one educator said her dad was a white racist, but she changed her views. My educator loved how loving her class was.

Happiness and Health Is Not In a Job

In many brown families. After a child receives an education. They are told to find the first job that comes their way. Parents think any job is fine as long as it is a job and do not care about what the child wishes. I know, as I experienced it. I do not want to be a nurse, educator, or join the police force.

Yet I was told to take a government job, you will be set for life. People forget South Africa has a failing education system, along with a health care system and a defense force. Yet people will continue to tell me that teaching you can go overseas, and being a nurse allows you to go overseas.

My family believes my health problems will go away after I find a job. Does anyone think about the unhealthy atmosphere of a workplace? Yes, South Africa has laws for employment, yet many have experienced that many organizations do not follow the laws for employment.

Going overseas is not going to be easy; you need money to relocate. I know the world’s economy is not the best at the moment, but just remember it will get better.

I remember my sister’s friend asking me to remind her that High School Musical 1 and 2 is showing on a Friday and Saturday after school is o

I remember being 13 when I watched High School Musical 1 and two. I thought that was how my high school life was, as I was in my final year

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