I started this blog for a 'silly' reason some may call it - I
included - saw a lady start one on a national television soapy and thought to
myself "what the heck"
So here I am, with no topic to write about. I know I am opening
myself up for criticism, so what; some if not most of you were just like me
when you started blogging, others for the "I have a blog" reason.
Does that make me any worse than any of the like, I certainly think not. So yes
I might be an 'idiot', I am doing it for the fun of it too...
Writing requires that one has a way with words, I am
certainly not even close to being a better writer than you may be; but you
still get to understand what I am trying to say right? Therefore, I will write
on anything about me, will I get all personal; I doubt the notion. So
yah...here goes:
I am a kid –well not entirely a kid since I’m independent of
my parents - from the villages in some hot remote place in South Africa, grew
up swimming in dirty rivers, drinking the same water after a meal. Am I sick, no?
Did I get sick from doing that, certainly not? And now here I am, writing a blog
post for whatever number of viewers who will get to see this. Pity me not, for
I have now found my feet and can afford to have my grandmother not to make fire
everyday so she can cook. "Electricity," finally came to the somewhat
forsaken villages, mmmm...What a breather. I ate all kinds of
"rubbish" food -as some may call it- when growing up, one that I
still eat and enjoy very much is something called "Mopani worms", yes
I said it right, WORMS! Some creature you find on certain tree in December and sometime
around April, my granny has been doing the harvesting of these things before my
time and she still is even today; in fact I expect to get them when I get back
to the village since it's that time of the year, Easter.
I stay about 413Km away from my home, that is about a 6
hours drive. Notice the way I used the word “stay” instead of the alternative
word “live”, I used it because I regards my current stay in this city for the
sake of “a better life” as some see it; So I can provide my parents and my
granny better way of living in the village that I will in time return to. I go
there every chance I get, long weekends, short holidays or leave days; that is
how much I love it back there, all is well and easy. No mortgage payment on the
house, running tap water for free, hell we have chickens in our back yard, and
a herd of cattle at my granny’s place – on the other side of the river-. I
agree it is not a 3 star living style, well let me think, I do not even think
we can place a rating on our life style back there; it’s so cheap you would not
believe
Though, it is still my home, beloved home. I will be
embarking on that 6 hour drive late tonight, the next morning when I wake up –
by a rooster craw- I will indulged in a freshly picked of the tree banana on my
front porch. Later in the day, an orange, yes I have numerous fruit trees in my
yard; NOT FOR SALE. Take my camp chair; relax under the shades of mango trees
listening to the sweet sound of nature’s best singers, “birds”. The hours
drifting by drawing closer those orange sunsets over the hills, situated 5km
away from my house. How refreshing the site.
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