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soye3:Well said! |
soye3:Excellent! |
soye3:Excellent! |
soye3:Excellent! |
Horus:Er...I'm not sure that's the solution. If we all stopped using mtn, Shoprite, Dstv, etc, what would happen to the thousands of Nigerians employed directly or indirectly by these companies? |
myhoodlink:Amen. ![]() |
Yeske2:Hehehehe...yeah. 8-) |
Sandydayz:Well said. 8-) |
Sandydayz:The SA government has a lot of work to do to educate its people. |
Eastherbunny:It's really sad. The criminals even tried to attack the South Africans who were protesting against xenophobia. The police had to fire water canisters at them. |
Basildvalour:Well said. #SayNoToXenophobia |
An open letter to all South Africans My name is Danai Pachedu and I am 11 years old. For the past two weeks my life has changed. I have been scared to go to the shops because people may recognize me. I have stopped speaking Shona in public or too loudly at home because I might be recognized and our house identified. I don’t go to the park to play anymore because I might not come back if someone recognizes me. I spend most of my time inside our yard or at my private school because I am afraid to go anywhere and be recognized. I hear other children outside our yard laughing and speaking loudly to their parents in foreign languages because they are not afraid. Some of those children are Portuguese from Portugal, Jewish from Israel, Chinese from China, Pakistani, Lebanese, Italian but they are not afraid, they are free. I however, am afraid and don’t feel free. I am still lucky because sometimes people think I am “South African”, strange to me because I am South African or am I? Maluti, my brother is not so “lucky”, most people think he is West African. They will easily smell him out, they will definitely recognize him. So lately he also doesn’t go to the shops or to play in the park anymore. Maluti has been wondering if he should continue to ride his bicycle to the gym or go and practice his soccer at a local ground anymore because he is scared of what they will do to him if they recognize him. Maluti doesn’t look 16, he looks like one of those guys that work daily for so little in the restaurants, they might think he is stealing their jobs, so he is also scared. Maluti is a little bit lucky because he doesn’t have to worry about speaking Shona - he is so bad at Shona in any case that my mum says if he speaks Shona at the Zimbabwean border they will definitely deport him back to South Africa, Eish. I don’t know which is worse, his Shona or his Zulu but what I know is either way, they will smell him out. Then there is my Aunt Alice, she helps us in the house. My mother brought her so that she can assist us with our Shona and the Shona culture. She is so Shona, if it was anywhere else she would be a treasure but here in South Africa, she will definitely be recognized. She carries her permit everywhere, but I don’t think that will help, she always sticks out like a sore thumb. Even the police don’t recognize that permit anyway because every month she tells me that she has to put aside R400 to bribe the police not to deport her. Lately she has taken to skin lighteners so that she can blend in. I am not sure that this has worked, she still smells like a Shona and will still be recognized. She is petrified but has no choice, she must come to work. I am worried about my parents. My mother, despite being in South Africa since before 1994 is Shona, they will recognize her. She has to carry her South African Identity document everywhere but that doesn’t help either because many a times, she has been accused of forging it. When I am at school I worry that she might forget and speak with a Shona accent or say her surname to someone and give herself away. My dad is a bit lucky he works in the Northern Suburbs and they won’t go there. It’s my mum and the other people that work in our small shop, in Chinese shops, as domestic workers and in restaurants where they earn less than R1500, who they will target. I am told they are stealing South African jobs. I don’t understand that? Why don’t they punish the people who give them jobs or are they scared of them? Are the Portuguese from Portugal, Jewish from Israel, Chinese from China, Pakistanis, Lebanese, Italians not stealing South African jobs or are they scared of them? My parents have worked tirelessly for 9 years to make our small shop work. The shop is my mother’s pride and she goes there every day. That shop which has been a blessing, I am afraid will bring us problems. You can’t miss that shop it’s so recognizable. I wish we didn’t need the money from that shop, now I believe we might die because of that shop. The problem is I can’t relax because I don’t know when I, or my family, will be recognized. I also don’t understand what my family has done wrong, or what my Aunt Alice, the shop workers, the waiters have all done wrong. I am scared that if they recognize us, they will petrol bomb our shop, kick us out of our house and kill us. I, at least can run and hide in our suburban house. But what if they catch my Aunt or the 85-year-old Malawian man who has been in South Africa since he was 25 years old or my cousin Tarisai who works 14 hours a day every day to survive; they have really done nothing to anyone. I have seen videos of what they can do to “foreigners”. I am scared that no one wants to protect us, not the police and not the government. They will just put us in tents in a football field and justify that we are involved in crimes. The majority of the South African citizens don’t seem to care, they won’t speak up for us. The majority of citizens and our neighbours don’t want to get involved, some of them seem to also think we should be recognized and “dealt” with. I am worried that it’s just a matter of time before all “national foreigners or is it foreign nationals” are recognized and killed. The world doesn’t care. We are not Charlie Hebdo, not American, not European nor Chinese nationals. We are KWEREKWERES. I wonder where we will go when the time comes. Maluti and I were born in South Africa, we have never lived anywhere else. My mum and dad have been in South Africa for more than 20 years and they are “citizens”, basically all their adult life has been in South Africa. My Aunt Alice is just trying to survive and she hasn’t committed a crime. The workers at our shop have never hurt anyone and mum says she keeps them because they are prepared to work and cook Shona meals. They are good people and they don’t commit any crimes. I am scared that one day, I and my fellow KWEREKWERES will be beaten to death or doused with petrol and burnt alive for being KWEREKWERES. That we won’t be given a chance to show our ID, that even an ID won’t save us. That, when the day comes our only crime will be that we are RECOGNISED as KWEREKWERES and don’t deserve to be treated like human beings least of all as fellow South Africans or Africans. Every night I listen to my parents speak into the early hours of where we can run to. Maybe New Zealand, Australia or Canada, they take professionals there I believe. But I am scared of this as well. I will miss my friends, my school, my home and my country and there I will definitely be “a national foreigner or a foreign national”. Some say we should go back to Zimbabwe? Where will my parents start after 23 years of absence, where will Aunty Alice get money to feed her family, where will our workers start? What will Maluti do, he can’t even speak Shona, and doesn’t even like being in Zimbabwe because he says he can’t identify with anything there, well neither can I. Will I ever be considered South African or a fellow human being? I wonder why my “South African” brothers and sisters don’t like me so much and yet they are happy to embrace the Portuguese from Portugal, Jewish from Israel, Chinese from China, Pakistanis, Lebanese, Italians, anything but African. After all, we all know they have more money than the poor Africans, bigger shops. Will I ever stop feeling scared of my fellow countryman? Most importantly, are you all going to turn a blind eye, while innocent people are killed, their only crime being that they are KWEREKWERE and are doing their best to survive and feed their families. Must a Portuguese from Portugal, Jewish from Israel, Chinese from China, Pakistan, Lebanese, Italian, European or American be killed first before we speak out? My name is Danai Pachedu, Je suis KWEREKWERE. Xenophobia a ticking time bomb. Source: http://www.dailymaverick.co.za/article/2015-04-17-je-suis-kwerekwere-letter-from-a-sacred-heart-student/#.VTFcF_nF_iE
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The only one I think I can answer without looking up the answer is number 2, the egg question. You probably can't drop an egg from anywhere (or almost anywhere) without it breaking. So, the answer is the ground floor, I think. If I'm right, that'll be one over four. Chei! Even with my law degree. Waste of education! ![]() |
knightsTempler:Yeah, Mayweather's money doesn't talk, it swears. ![]() |
clintino700:Yeah, money makes the world go round. ![]() |
Floyd Mayweather buys N437m Bugatti from Obi Okeke .Floyd Mayweather rang his car dealer to order a Bugatti at 3am .The boxer told Obi Okeke to have the car in his driveway just 12 hours later .The car was £1.5million (Approx. N437m) valued motor was delivered in just 11 hours .Mayweather is training hard for his mega fight with Manny Pacquiao Floyd Mayweather's spending habits are well known but his car dealer has revealed that the boxer bizarrely rang him at 3am to order a Bugatti - insisting the car was to be in his driveway in just 12 hours. The £1.5million (Approx. N437m) valued super-car was delivered just 11 hours later, and was added to his collection of impressive motors. Obi Okeke, who owns Fusion Luxury Motors, was interviewed on the video on Mayweather's Facebook page and spoke about the very late phone call he received. He said: 'The most challenging thing I've ever done for Floyd is when he called me at three o'clock in the morning and said, Obi, I want a Bugatti and I want one in my driveway in 12 hours. 'I then showered, went into my office, did some work and hopped on a plane and got the car, in his driveway, in 11 hours and that makes me a better person, it makes me work harder, it makes me not limit myself, so those are the things that rub off on me from him.' It's not the only request that Okele has had to deal with from Mayweather's extravagant demands, as the fighter once turned up at the dealership at 2am - walking out with a Ferrari Enzo. 'I got a call from overseas in the Middle East that there was a US-spec Enzo for sale, so I hopped on a plane and flew to Abu Dhabi. I then transacted the car and put it in a Boeing 777 passenger plane and flew it out of Abu Dhabi. 'So Floyd came to the dealership and he kept coming and looking at the car. Then he came in one night around two in the morning and said, "Obi, I wanna buy two Ferrari 458s," and that's what he said. 'Then I said OK, then he pauses for a minute and goes, "Obi, I'm not going to buy them 458s, I want to buy that Enzo and I want to buy it now. Lets go."' Mayweather's mega-fight with Manny Pacquiao is just three weeks away and the undefeated champion continues to work in the gym and keep his impressive record intact. Picture 1: Obi Okeke Pictures 2, 3: Mayweather Source: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/sport/boxing/article-3035698/Floyd-Mayweather-rang-3am-said-wanted-Bugatti-driveway-12-hours-reveals-car-dealer-Obi-Okele.html
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Amazing post! I've been looking for something like this for ages! I must have been looking in the wrong places. I'm opening a freelancer account at once! Thank you @ladywriter. ![]() |
2. Begging For Money And Recharge Card The notion that men are made to provide for them turned many ladies into developing gold digging habits. Some beg for recharge card, mobile phones and all sort of perishable parameters from every Tom, Dick and Harry. When the boyfriends cannot cope with that disgusting habit and dump them, they will keep saying most men don't appreciate good ladies. Very annoying! |
Okay. Space booked. ![]() |
Lol. No b small thing o! ![]() |
sexyseun:Believe it or not, we do get electricity for almost 20 hours everyday, on average, in my area. However, just a few streets from us, there's light for barely three hours a day. ![]() |
I'm not really comfortable with the practice of referring to church leaders as 'daddy'. In most cases, I prefer to refer to them by the title they have chosen for themselves. Nevertheless, the 'daddification' of religious leaders might just be an example of respect in accordance with cultural practices across Africa. If Aribisala met an 80-year-old, or a traditional ruler (irrespective of his age) wouldn't he show respect by saying 'baba' (father) in the case of the former, and 'kabiyesi' (king) to the latter? |
Haven't decided yet. |
Pishure or adonbelivit! |
'He collected their money and teller and asked them to wait on the line so he can go in and stamp their teller.....' |
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The Occult ![]() |
Did you mean to say ANC? Even that wouldn't make much sense, would it? |
Wow! Simply amazing! Why in the world isn't this on the front page? Admin, wattagwan? Good job perry2020(f), good job! ![]() |
In addition to many wonderful suggestions above, the following might be helpful. 1. Learn English from the owners of the language, the British (English, actually), or fluent non-native speakers from any part of the world. 2. Listen to native speakers of English on The BBC (TV or Radio). Aljazeera (English), CNN Europe, etc also feature native or fluent non-native speakers of English. 3. Watch British TV programmes or movies. 4. Read books written by native speakers or fluent non-native speakers of English. 5. If you can afford it, visit the UK and spend some months mingling with native speakers of English. Good luck! ![]() |



I'm opening a freelancer account at once! Thank you @ladywriter. 