Chipping away at it one piece & one swing at a time

Two months have passed since the turning of the new year. It seems like 2021 is just blazing through. I was having a conversation with friend about the rate at which this year seems to be moving at, and we both agreed that this year is moving at a significantly faster pace than 2020,and if …

IS IT STILL TRUE?

Back in primary school in my numeracy class, I learned that 2 is greater than 1, 100 > 2, 1000 > 100, and 2000 > 1000. I was taught that this was mathematically absolute, no matter where in the the world I go, this would remain true. So I adopted this numerical knowledge as the …

Are we running the same race?

Back in 2019 I participated in my first ever marathon race albeit a half marathon. A half marathon is 21,1km long. I was seeded in group E which in that particular marathon was the group for tortoises and was placed right at the back of the crowd. To put this into context: The race starts …

Here's to a prosperous 2021 and an even greater decade! Long Live Love!

Signing out – 2020

It is 20:52 at the moment, 8 minutes before the imposed curfew. It is a very strange experience to being at home, considering it is only a couple of hours before we say goodbye to 2020 and welcome 2021. I'm sitting on a camp chair, gazing at the stars and contemplating 2020 and 2021 with …

How about Now?

So we have arrived at that time of the year when most, if not all of us have started to create new year's resolutions and goals. I am also part of the gang, except I started thinking about my goals for the new year back in October when a friend suggested that the last quarter …

2020- Thank you for everything… No, for nothing!

For a while now I have been threatening to post a blog because it really has been some time since I last posted, not for lack of things to say but rather... Yah Noh it has been one eventful year for mankind that everything seemed to be happening at light speed that one needed some …

Dear Men, We Need You.

Siba's Selah

Allow me to tell you a personal story from my childhood.

My Dad used to work for the Transkei government in Mthatha during the apartheid regime. When the homeland of Transkei became part of South Africa post-1994, the Transkei government department underwent restructuring. At this point, my father was the deputy director. My dad was given the option either to relocate to Pretoria to take up a new political role; or opt for early retirement. He chose the latter. So from around 1996, Mama was the one who went to work every morning whilst dad looked after us.

Mom, Dad and one of my sisters back in the 90’s.

A few years later, Mama was offered an opportunity which required relocating to another town. She would only come home on weekends. Taking the offer made economic sense: it would ease the financial burden and allow my parents to support their…

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Gender based violence must fall

At the heart of most GBV cases is the deafening silence of those who are close by. I believe that what we are witnessing now is not a habit that is newly found. GBV was previously named domestic abuse, we even had "16 days" dedicated to it. This is nothing new, but the fact that …

GBV

I have been wrestling with my emotions and racking my brain trying to find the right words to use. It has been a month since I lost my brother and that whole ordeal seems to have siphoned my writing abilities. I feel less inspired than before and words seem to come and go without me …