Month: April 2015

Reflections

Why my story/her story matters in Africa

By Athambile Masola, South Africa: Growing up I often heard my mother say the words “ukuza kukaNxele”. She would say this in relation to something that might never happen, the idea of waiting in vain. A translation of the expression is quite difficult to come by and I can't think of an equivalent in English but the title of Samuel […]

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Reflections

If they come for me in the morning…

By Marius Redelinghuys, South Africa: I don't know how to introduce myself anymore. I don't know which hat to wear in public, or in identifying myself. Last week Friday, 17 April, I wrote that “I’m not even sad or disappointed. I am pissed off and angry that there are South Africans who are attacking our brothers and sisters – fellow […]

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Paper and Ink, Series

Paper and Ink: Femme Aimee (44)

By Emmeline Bisiikwa, Uganda: It's getting ridiculous how often I fall asleep when we cuddle on the couch to watch a movie. I literally push him into making special plans for us and then barely 30 minutes into the movie, I am dosing off. I'm surprised that he doesn't get angry. I guess I should enjoy the perks of a […]

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Bulletin Dilution, Confessions of a Social Pariah, Reflections

Confessions of a Social Pariah: 10 Minutes at the Corner

By Spliph, South Africa: I sat on the corner bench this other afternoon and just literally watched the world go by. Faces glowing with glee, others more fixed to an expression far from that of joy. This got me thinking – what are we rushing to in this life? In a world where everything is instant – from food to […]

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Series, The Apprentice

The Apprentice: Courage To Live

By Kizzy Katawonga, Uganda: Last week was a difficult one for me. I laid my cousin who I grew up with to rest. She died from cancer. Growing up together under the same roof, having known her from childhood and seeing her totally transformed by this malignant disease was exceedingly distressful. It's terrifying how much sickness can change a person from the […]

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