maturity speaks

From a daughter to her mother

Our relationship is kind of like the secret recipe that even successful people just cant share, expose or even utter in words...we hold each other so dear to ourselves. not only the unniverse, but even us may not see the love that we have for one another, but through the years, our maturity speaks and as a result our love, kindness, compassion and relationship grows tougher and more admirable.

happy birthday sisi

Growing up at a boarding school, away from known comforts of being known whose you are...to a place where each person / child / learner finds their own place and identity has a way of undermining the effect and role of parents and family elders - bcoz its just tempting and easy to think that if i have made it through the ranks of boarding school therefore i know it all.

My relationship with my mother, as a result, is not one of those in the movies...we dont party together. even when there is a function at home, we dont hang out together...and we both know it. theres lots of stuff that we have not included in our curriculum of conversations and exposures for a long long time, but theres the built-in-love, support and encouragement that even though we do not utter in the romantic or even unromantic ways, we both know that it is there.

for me, it has taken maturity to see, acknowledge, believe and understand that i love my mother and that she loves me more. it is only now that i begin to see that in the choices that she made, my interests were built into those. for sure she made different choices from what i think or presume i would have, but God knows that she did her utmost best.

Her name is Nontsikelelo and on this day 60 yrs ago, she was born as the first born of my grandparents.

in those days, parents were not very happy for a girl child as their first born because the patriarchal rules of the society expected the boy child to be an heir...but my grandparents still gave her Nontsikelelo which means Blessing. My mom was blessed to have her both parents. with the power that she was given as the first born child, she took great responsibility for all her siblings...their conditions of growing up were tough, but she kept on...she is still a blessing to all of us in the family.

and her maturity speaks because she just knows that we adore her...we dont show it, we dont say it and she may not even feel it most of the times but her maturity speaks and for that, she knows that it is there.

happy birthday Sis Ntsiki, happy 60th MaZotsho...may God grant u many more.

the wheel in holiday mode

the past holiday was one of those where i could afford to make a decision to fly with my 4yr old son...the flights were expensive and not available at the times we preferred, but they were faster and got us home to our parents on time. it was pretty flying up there.

my 17yr old cousin decided it was time for him to do the whole Xhosa boys2man bush thing...i didnt miss him much while he was there because chances are he would not have wanted to come and spend his holidays at my gran's in any case - but yup we cooked for him and his companions while he was there. we even took pictures - he enjoyed posing...and then it was the big day for him - Dec 23rd, 2010...i must get the song that they sang on his way back. he received our warmest welcome back home...lots of meat, alcohol, people, children, dogs, oh and mud because it was rainy.

this whole family gig was happening on the same day with the Made in Alice Festival, which is mainly an annual music (but not life stuff) for young people in and around Alice...i think i must get involved to make it's circle bigger. but it was great dancing in the rain, at Alice in the night. it was beautiful...the people from my home town are beautiful shame and we were all speaking the same language, meeting cousins that i didnt know, making new friends and having loads of fun...oh and we went to the only club in Alice, the bluetooth - no comments (one needs to experience it for self - how is that for advertising - lol).

then the next day and only the next day, my family remembered that the 25th was Xmas...so had to do our last minute dot com shopping, but eish shame in Alice you cant get much hey. so we drove off to Fort Beaufort but still didnt get much but we had the basics aka sheep, instead of turkey my family prefers to wake up to braai vleis for breakfast, chops for lunch and stew for dinner...and the insides in between then my gran wud snack on the sheep head. thats just our family tradition - i guess we have a vegeterian phobia.

meanwhile all this time i dont have transport independence hey...and because theres many kids in the clan, whenever i got to drive and go somewhere i must hide from my son - who is literally my purse under our normal circumstances. he didnt like my ditching him at all...but it was a good holiday. his speech and assertiveness improved. he walked up and down the village's only street with other kids his age and pretty much enjoyed himself.

who does Eastern Cape and not do East London?!? i spent my last two nights of holidaying there...if i had transport, things wud have been very different - but i dont know whether good or bad - lol. i enjoyed what i had...clubbing (at Vincent, just 2mins walking distance from where i stayed), partying (where everything was for free - all incl.), hooking up with old buddies (who had transport - lol), family braais etc...it was awesome. i particularly enjoyed chilling with the fam at the Hammingways Foodcourt.

my next holiday in Eastern Cape should focus more on the transkei side of the kei river...theres beautiful spots there, i believe (based on what i read - lol)...so Imbotyi here i come - for life is too short so one cant afford not to have been to transkei!!!

private life made public

Hello

Theres a thing about life just one just wants to share. at times its a cry. sometimes a laugh...but i call it love. hehehehe...someone was preaching (and for once i was listening - lol). he said, 1Corinthians 13 lists the characteristics of love. it aint the definition of love. The Bible defines love as...He first loved us. God first loved us and that is the Biblical definition of love, now thats according to that preacher...and i believe it!!!

Right now, i have a terrible headache. i need to drink more and more water but i am lazy to get out of this stupid chair and get me some water. i have been asking the new guy, who we call 'uncle' to get me water, saying that the old guy used to do it...now the old guy just walked in. damn. but anyway....headaches come and go. right!?!

its a great thing that we dont share headaches. can you imagine if they were contageous?! yho!

ok, i am trying to think of other things that its ok to share on a space like this...we've mentioned emotions. what else? experiences. inspirations. devotions. jokes - i love jokes. history - my lecturer used to make a clear distinction between the past and history...so i will remember that (actually i always do - lol). i dont like horoscopes (i cant even spell the word). opportunities for growth and development - i am in the developing country afterall. travel, places...the wonders of creation, culture and.... books, movies etc etc...i think the list is endless. (but please no horoscopes). recipes, music, parties and other social activities that people who are into Le Good Life enjoy. church services, prayer meetings etc etc - i love it when believers gather together to have an experience of heaven touching earth!!! powerful stuff

i think i should just stop it here for now...so that u can come back for more. oh yho i forgot to mention. i love to dance!

and will drop isixhosa words here and there. IsiXhosa is a language spoken by mostly AmaXhosa people in South Africa. i am one of those, AmaXhosa people. i believe that our former president, Madiba ngumXhosa as well...so its a language that you must at least know about. how's that?

ok, am out!!!

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