Psalm 142: 3

I just received a phone call from a friend of mine who was talking to another friend about the stories I used to tell them. The art of my story telling is not how what I say but rather how I say it. I am no  Gcina Mhlophe though let's not get it twisted, I don't tell stories around fires with roasted marshmallows. Every time I post something what I get from people who know my expressions is that with every word they can picture how I say it. I feel bad for all those who read my blog but have never heard my voice or have seen my face when I speak.

I have taken suggestions to upload videos and voice notes. I have tried countless times to realise this but so far with no success. But fear not if there is one thing I never do and that is GIVE UP ngiya fosta, by fire or by force you will put a voice and maybe later a face to the name. It's really a shame because let's face it hiding behind a desktop is part of me but it's not all of me. I'm sorry to burst anyones bubble  but I am one of the fortunate ones and I do not have a face for radio, this is Ponds billboards kinda ish  no lies or false advertising here folks lol but I did not want this to be about what I look like but rather what I have to say.

I have recorded so many real and funny conversations I have had with friends of mine that I would love to share with the masses but I am experiencing some serious technical difficulties that I hope I will solve soon, we have to keep this ball rolling. I will go to the head offices of Google if I have to and demand my sh*t appears, so you can enjoy your time on my little scrap book. I'm back at res now and the creative juices are at an all time high, the devil is a liar. I shall overcome!

 



Wife beaters and jeans..

Fantasia said it best when she said she wants a Hood Boy. That song spoke to me the first time I heard it because that's what I always look for and boy am I getting a good dose of it on my stay in Meadowlands. I came to the right place at the right time. I love hood boys I dont know if that means theres something wrong with me? If these ghetto teddy bears were found in shops I would have them in every colour.

J Cole and Trey Songz said it even better cause I also can't get enough. One in particular stands out from the rest, gosh being in the same room with this fine specimen of a man makes my mouth go dry. He's hood to the core *orgasms*. Some people just have it, ladies know exactly what I'm talking about, presence. I have always expressed my itch for Suffocate in Rythm City, but I have met someone who blows him out of the water. If the life he lives were ever to be scripted, Martin Scorsese would camp outside the writers door for the film rights.

This guy is so hood when I'm around him I feel like I am in the first Yizo Yizo. I'm soaking  in everything in everything he says and most importantly how he says it. I have always said I wanted unedited and hardcore candid talk about other hustles out there but I never ever thought I could get it this real. Straight talk,no bullshit. Every super hero has their Achiles heel, Supermans  is Kryptonite, mine is? You guessed it right..hood boys.

I have always heard the expression melting like butter on a pan but I was yet to experience it, until today. Right now I am praying for the Lord to cure me of my involuntary impure thoughts. I cannot possibly be held responsible for what I think right? It just happens like right now,I see us stark naked laying on a truck load of cash..

Wherever I lay my hat.. that's my home

I wear a lot of hats and one of them so happens to have the name Undergraduate in bold on it. I have been absent for a while because I have that hat on and it's darn heavy, I can't take it off unfortunately until I'm done *sigh*.

If I had a time machine I swear I would go hunt down the person responsible for TERTIARY! Whoever he or she is they were sadistic, how do you possibly come up with something that will deprive the young of their sanity and sleep. On this relentless pursuit of getting one single piece of paper that is the beacon of hope and in my case  the very thing I need to cement my opinions, I have become a zombie. Even though I am in possession of a vagina and some boobs and am called a woman, I have never been good at multi tasking but now I'm happy to report I am making progress.

Last week was hectic and I must say I enjoyed every single moment including finally closing a chapter in my book that just never seemed to want to come to an end. Great break up sex later, I have decided to page through my book and start a brand new chapter filled with heres to hoping, great romance and success. With that said this is just a glimpse I will of course be giving you full details of what has transpired, you are my audience and if my life is entertaining to you oh well..all I have to say is enjoy the show.

Kind Regards

Ms_Curvy

Finger licking good.

Finger Licking Good.

 

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orget K.F.C and its finger licking good, there is another kind of licking going on out there and its called Shothane a new style of dress that has turned Soweto upside down. I unlike most people did not get to watch the 3^rd Degree episode about this new craze. Facebook, Twitter and BBM spread it like wild fire and everyone has either seen a picture or video of these fantastical creatures called Izikhothane, well I have one better I am related to one.

We always knew he was special. When we were doing this he kept saying he is not a Skhothane and that he is only doing this because I’m his sister and I asked him, but when he started grabbing attention at Nambitha Restaurant in Orlando  he soon unleashed his alter ego much to the amusement of the onlookers who wanted to take picture either of him or with him. To his defense he does not burn money or clothes and he has been drinking Ultra Mel all his life.

 

 

 

Going around Soweto with him made us celebrities wherever we appeared especially with my camera on hand, egging him to give me more poses. He was nervous at first but the minute he saw how people were responding to him he gave me what I’ve always known to expect from London, and that is a great performance especially when we came across three other Skhothane’s at a park in Diepkloof. The minute he got off the car waving his Arbiter and RM’s in one hand, a BOTTLE OF Johnnie Walker on the other and 5 pairs of the most colourful DMD’s on his shoulder, we damn near shut the park down.

He dropped his shoes on the ground and I swear to God we had to fight the kids to get them back. We had a crowd of screaming children, taking videos and pictures with their cellphones. I t was a mob. Two police vans and a truck later, I kid you not, there was a bit of calm. He successfully did it, uba khothile! They measure this by counting how many items of clothing you have that are true to the skothane style of dress and that is a DMD, Sfarzo jean, Disel belt, RM shoes or Arbiter which he as you guessed it, had.

The putting together of this meant I had a team that assisted all the way. Special mention goes to my main man Camara aka The Transporter, who made sure we got to where we had to go even if it meant driving in peak hour traffic behind a Metro police in the Rea Vaya lane *respect*. Special thanks and mention also goes to Tibello (Linda’s girlfiend) who was my wardrobe assistant and made sure London had a wardrobe change when it was required. I could never forget you Lebo aka Mabokodo for the being my wing man and giving his friend the confidence when he needed it.

 

 

 

Kind Regards

Ms_Curvy

 

 

 

 

Coming Soon..

To my son.

Dear Son,

I know mommy is not there when you open your eyes in the morning or when you close them at night. I also know mommy is not there to kiss it better when it hurts or to pick you up on the couch and tuck you safely into bed when you fall asleep in front of the telly.

I know mommy is not there to give you a back rub when your tummy hurts or to sing you a lullaby when you don’t want to sleep. I want you to know that it hurts that mama is not there to walk you to school or kiss you goodbye when she drops you off or to give you a hug when she comes to pick you up. It hurts mommy that she is not there to see you holding a pen and trying to learn how to write your first set of numbers or name. Words will never begin to describe how much mommy hurts when she hears the sadness in your voice evey time she calls, because she can feel you don’t understand why she is not there.

All of the sadness that mommy feels every day and every hour is made a bit better by the fact that all this is for you. I want you to know that I loved you before I even knew you were coming. I gave you that beautiful name because it expressed what I felt the moment I knew you were growing inside of me, a love that GREW like no other. Everything I do, I do for you. You taught me things in a very short period of time and that was to love unconditionally and you taught me how to be selfless. Having you made me accountable for my actions and my precious child; you would not have come at a better time.

I want you to know I could write a novel that would rival J.R.R Tolkien’s Lord of the Rings, only mine would not contain any whimsical creatures and strange faraway lands; mine would be about how much I love you and what I want for you.

Being a parent means you get a glimpse of the ideas God has for every single one of us as his children. Jeremiah 29 v 11 "For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." Those are the plans I have for you, plans that are bigger than your wildest imagination.

I know it’s asking a lot from you since you are so young but you have your mommy’s brains and I know you will understand, mommy wants you to practice one of the greatest virtues, and that is to be PATIENT. Wait on me I promise I won’t take longer than I already have, we too will have our time under the son, like Will Smith once said, Just the 2 of us. With you by my side I have all that I need.

See now you got mommy all teary but believe me when I say, I have planned us MORE!

Love,hugs and kisses.

Mommy_Curvy

 

THERE HAS TO BE MORE.

I just had an in depth conversation with my spiritual guide. I believe in God and with that comes the belief that he sends some guides in our lives either to encourage us to continue or to stay strong in whatever decisions we make. I made a decision to be a formidable woman and to do more than what I have been told I can do. With that I made a decision that I want MORE.

THERE HAS TO BE MORE is the slogan I use and employ in every aspect of my life, be it my finances, studies, opportunities,health, happiness and most importantly the man who will come into my life. He just has to be MORE. He has to be the kind of man who will teach me and take over from my parents. The kind of man my father can entrust with not only my safety but my overall well being. Whoever he is he must not be threatened by my imminent success, because that is a reality.

I have never been average nor have I ever been happy with what I got because i know THERE HAS TO BE MORE. Knowing there is more means not being content with what is prescribed to you and going out there and seeing what else is there for the taking and judging from what I have seen, there is? Yes you guessed it right..MORE.

Wanting more means knowing having 200 000 in your account is not enough and that there can easily be 2 million or MORE if you really want it. And I made that decision a long time ago that I want it all and I am going to get it. The message I preach not only to myself on the mirror but other people I meet in my life is THERE HAS TO BE MORE. This is a loaded phrase and if said with an understanding and a will to back it up it can easily achieved.

Let's get more, not sit around looking for more but actually go out there and get MORE. There really are two kinds of people out there the ones who sit around and talk about wanting more and the ones who go out there and get MORE! Which one are you?

Kind Regards
Ms_Curvy

8ta

I can imagine most of you are wondering where in the world is Ms_Curvy? I have been MIA and I apologise something wonderful called RECESS came up so I lost myself in it for a while. I am happy to report I am back from my hiatus *yawn*.

This is a journey which I hope we are all still on buckled up and comfortable. I'm the pilot and you are my passengers and I will have you know, I take my job very seriously.I am currently blogging from Soweto, my grans house to be precise. Speaking of my gran aka the Queen this woman is responsible not only for my upbringing but also for this update and the rest that will follow from the duration of my stay here. She made things happen at 8.ta today with this nifty little gadget because like most people I know, she understands and respects the hustle.

With that said I hope I still have you on board as the ride is about to get more interesting. The seat belt light just came on please get comfortable and get ready for take off!

Kind Regards
Ms_Curvy

Sonnet 116

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et me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

-Shakespeare

Sad but true.

"A hurtful act is the transference to others of the degradation which we bear in ourselves."
Simone Weil

Black is beautiful.

The month of September is significant not only because we welcome spring and new beginnings but also because we celebrate the life and legacy of one of South Africa's fallen heroes, Steve Biko. It is important to keep their spirits alive, I'm playing my part with this mini tribute.


Stephen Bantu Biko born 18 December 1946 was an anti-apartheid activist in South Africa in the 1960s and 1970s.
A student leader, he later founded the Black Consciousness Movement which would empower and mobilize much of the urban black population. Since his death in police custody, he has been called a martyr of the anti-apartheid movement. While living, his writings and activism attempted to empower black people, and he was famous for his slogan "black is beautiful", which he described as meaning: "man, you are okay as you are, begin to look upon yourself as a human being".



 On 11 September 1977, police loaded him in the back of a Land Rover, naked and restrained in
 manacles, and began the 1100 km drive to Pretoria to take him to a prison with hospital facilities. He was nearly dead owing to the previous injuries. He died shortly after arrival at the Pretoria prison, on 12 September. The police claimed his death was the result of an extended hunger strike, but an autopsy revealed multiple bruises and abrasions and that he ultimately succumbed to a brain hemorrhage from the massive injuries to the head, which many saw as strong evidence that he had been brutally clubbed by his captors.

He died at the age of 30. The real cause of his death? Emancipation of mental slavery. His message was simple, it was "think for yourselves as a people".

 



Being black is not a matter of pigmentation - being black is a reflection of a mental attitude.

  Merely by describing yourself as black you have started on a road towards emancipation, you have committed yourself to fight against all forces that seek to use your blackness as a stamp that marks you out as a subservient being

Sweet tooth,.

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he eve of my 25^th birthday was like no other,  I had decided to give myself a present at midnight. I knew that the only way to nurse a broken heart was to get myself a little treat. This treat could only be, chocolate. A chocolate man to be precise.  He was that dark rich Belgian chocolate that kind that melts in your mouth. He had been sculpted like the David in chocolate. It was like Michelangelo chiselled his thighs and torso himself. The kind of chest that is firm and a back that is just manly and broad. He was all in chocolate I tell you, I didn’t know where to start nibbling. A complexion that rivalled the finest cocoa , just smooth and even. He even smelled like chocolate and my sweet tooth could not contain itself. With legs that would put Kobe Bryant to shame, all in chocolate I say.

This chocolate sculpture came in batteries, Duracell if my memory serves me correctly. This was not false advertising, he lasted 6 times longer. It was an explosion of tastes with every single bite. I have had chocolate before, but not that good. It was a guilty pleasure. Every bite was better than before. My mind didn’t think it was possible but my LIPS said something different. Every bite became more intense. He was like having a Magnum ice cream melt and trying to catch every drip, with my tongue.

 I will never look at chocolate bunnies the same in Easter. I tasted something way better, a man made out of chocolate. With striking cheek bones and a dialect like no other. The only man I have met who can get away with using the P word. If you think the word pussy is offensive then you clearly haven’t heard him say it. He said it with ease and made it sound so exotic. This delicacy was not mass production, its home industry’s kind of stuff. The kinda delicacy that would make Oprah and Gayle fly down just to taste it and give it out on Oprah’s Favourite Things Show. It was that good, I know we are drooling altogether right now, but yeah it deserves a mention.

Did I mention the fact that it was a very limited edition and came in briefs? Tight briefs that just cupped certain parts perfectly?   The kind of physique that makes you ask, Djimon Honsou who? I’m talking about the kind of effortless sexiness that should be plastered in Calvin Klein ads everywhere. Yes! All of that came in chocolate.

 The sensation of each bite will forever be encrypted in my memory. The kind of bite that makes you anticipate the gooey centre. I can’t help but lick my lips when I think of it. Dark fantasy was the name on the packaging. Death by chocolate indulgence at its best. It was always set and remained in its solid state; this kind of chocolate did not melt in the heat. It’s a shame you cannot have too much of a good thing though *lickslips*.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sweet dreams

Ms_Curvy

I do.. or maybe I don't

Oh what a beautiful morning.. Oh what a wonderful day I've got a wonderful feeling.. Everything’s going my way! No this is not an All-Bran ad, I didn't get it all this morning *sigh* however my morning class was CANCELLED!! With Kanye West Flashing lights live in the background, this day is looking upbeat, may the Lord bless every single one of us and our hustle *halo*. The cancellation of the class has inspired me to blog about something.

 

This sh*t right here nigger, this sh*t right here is for the brothas. Ladies can take notes they

will come in handy, don't worry like Drake you will thank me later. This one is for my brothas, the ones who are becoming men and selecting their life partners. I mean the ones who are taking the step towards real commitment; you know which one's I'm talking about the ones that want to retire from "the chase". Well I am here to assist you by providing you with criteria a lady must meet before you apply for the old ball and chain.

 

Most men want women like their mothers. That is not a bad thing at all, that just tells you he wants to be taken care of. I look at myself and my son and how I care for him, I want him to find someone who can take care of him like I do. Let us face it all men are like children and they need to be taken care of. I can just see the feminists with their noses in the air; well that’s why it’s going to be just you and your cats. I’m being realistic though a man needs to find and be with someone he knows will be able to take care of him and his household.

 

How do you know the woman you think has the potential, really is the one? Well obviously I’m about to school you on what you have to inspect closely before you decide to jump the broom so to speak. The things I’m telling you she must possess are not negotiable! They are the essentials as far as I’m concerned. Think of this as your version of standards.

 

·         She must be a good cook. I don’t care if she missed perfection by 1% but a woman who has not found her way around the kitchen is a bust. They say a way to a man’s heart is through his stomach and nothing beats a warm plate prepared with love. A woman should make it a point that you are always fed.

·         She understands Man Movie references. In other words she knows about The Godfather and Scarface, Al Pacino and her must be acquaintances.

·         She finds you amusing. If she does not find you amusing it is only going to get worse as time goes on. You don’t even have to try hard here, if she does not find you amusing it’s not going to change, keep moving buti.

·         Sexual chemistry. There must be insane sexual chemistry; you know what kind of chemistry I’m talking about right? The kind that cannot get you two to keep your clothes on when you are in close proximity of each other. Like amusement, she has to be sexually attracted to you, if not trust! It will get worse with time so if you don’t have the chemistry.. hamba buti.

·         She tolerates your farts. As much as some people will find this funny, it’s true. You need someone who can make you feel that comfortable and that understands that sometimes you just can’t keep it in. A person who can detect it even if it slips and does not even flinch when she tells you she knows.

·         Intelligence. This in simple terms just means she has to get it. You both have to be on the same plane. She needs to be able to relate to you on your thoughts, opinions and observations. If however she outsmarts you and makes you feel like a complete moron, then sorry keep moving..

·         She is not always right. Not only that but she also admits to it. A woman who can say I am sorry, that’s a keeper.

·         She is fine with you going out. In other words she is not a NAG. She understands the fact that you are a man and need to be in the company of people like you and does not feel the need to check up on you. This woman must know the concept of “space”.

·         She puts up with your shit! Phrased differently, she tolerates you and the nonsense she has accepted the things you won’t change or won’t do.

·         She does not take shit! This woman will let you know with “the eye” or calmly when you are stepping out of line. If she causes scenes and throws her toys in front of your friends, journey on she’s not the one.

·         She gets along with your friends.  A woman who will not make you choose between her and your friends is a keeper. If your friends also enjoy her company that is always a bonus.

·         Her friends don’t suck. You can tell a lot about somebody on the company they keep. If she so happens to keep friends that make you enjoy having them around and guarantee you a good time, she is a gem.

·         She does not have sudden headaches to avoid sex. That is just an excuse and if used more than once then it means you are not amusing and the sexual chemistry has fizzled or is fizzling and that means it’s on to the next one!

 

As I have mentioned before these are the essentials. Speaking of essentials, my 10:15 class is one. If she has more crosses than ticks after you went down the requirements then I guess you have to start the search again, she just will not cut it.

 

Kind Regards

Ms_Curvy

“since we all came from a women, got our name from a women, and our game from a women. I wonder why we take from women, why we rape our women, do we hate our women? I think its time we killed for our women, be real to our women, try to heal our women, cus if we don’t we'll have a race of babies that will hate the ladies, who make the babies. And since a man can't make one he has no right to tell a women when and where to create one”- Tupac Shakur

 

Boo_Bee Prize.

With everyone glued to their screens waiting in anticipation for the update on my date which is or rather was supposed to be taking place today, I’m sorry to say I did not go through with it. My apologies to all the hopeless romantics who were hoping I would publish something that would confirm that they are not crazy and that true love does exist. To the realists, I have confirmed that not every cloud has a silver lining, I’m happy to have made your day.

So what is a date?  I know a date as a social engagement made with one person beforehand. It means someone arranges to have fun with you in a social setting and it usually ends with someone (the man) paying at the end of the night. And no get your heads out of the gutter, payment is made to the cashier at the movies or waiter at the restaurant and not you. Or maybe things have changed but since when was a first date ever going to a guy’s place of residence. Not even if you were Top Chef ma’f*cker !

I thought to myself; give this black man a chance, maybe just maybe he could be the exception and not the rule. I believe there is a rule amongst black men and that is not to ever surprise a woman.  After today I can safely say to the ladies who watch romantic flicks and hope they will meet someone like the ones they see on screen, it is never going to happen. Black men do not have the element of surprise that was confirmed for the 100^th time today. White chicks lose their marbles when they get engaged because it was a? YES you guessed right, it was a SURPRISE!!! We know in advance his intention of bringing his toothless uncles to your parents’ house to negotiate your price, once that is done you go and choose your own damn ring.  Where is the spontaneity? In Hollywood I tell you, where we have no business in as far as I’m concerned. Today confirmed that.  

Shoot me and yourself for thinking that a date means someone actually takes you out. Or that it means a man showing his charitable heart and willingness to pay for just your company. Thank God for cell phones though, imagine if he had telegrammed me where we were meeting and I actually showed up all excited?  I felt like Rapunzel who flung out her long locks out the tower hoping the ‘prince’ will climb up with red roses, wine and some Ocean Basket. Only in this fairy tale the prince shows up holding a bunny chow and groovie. I asked myself what Rapunzel would do…  Pull her locks back into the tower with lightning speed of course! well that’s exactly what I did.

A date is not and will never be inviting a girl over to your place, well not on the first one at least. That defeats the purpose of getting to know each other trust me. If a girl does not really feel you all that much taking her out on a date is better because you are guaranteed she will stick around, not for the company *yawns* but for the idea of getting spoiled and of course the all-important doggy bag. Taking her to your place is buzz kill. I can guarantee you she will not stick around long enough for you to tell her about yourself, something WILL come up. My friends were like, go maybe he prepared a special something for you at his place? We all looked at each other and laughed at that ridiculous suggestion.  I mean we are experts and experience has taught us that stuff is for white girls.

Thank Jesus I called before I even attempted to take a bath and waste what's left of my sample perfume. The idea was not to go get acquainted with some guys couch or let’s face it bed, I have my own and the relationship I have with mine is pretty darn good, no introduction is needed. I had actually begun to adjust my tone of voice, the bites I would be taking and yes I had sharpened my teeth for a meal. Let this be a lesson to men to stop using the word DATE unless you know what it means. And for those who use it fraudulently, to embezzle some booty, God is watching you.

 

 

 

Kind Regards

Ms_Curvy

 



Her name is ME..

I think I have found my niché. I take this very seriously and I enjoy doing it. I want everyone who goes through my BLOG to know I put my heart and soul in whatever I write and decide to post. I will always give 100% . I stand by everything I publish with my chest out,filled with pride.

I found myself. This is me.

Kind Regards
Ms_Curvy

Success Stories Unlimited.

S

uccess Stories Unlimited is an organisation for the youth started by the youth. We speak to it’s founder Mr. Rolihlala Ndlovu or Holly as he is affectionately known amongst his friends about it’s objectives, goals and most importantly its successes.  This young man with the help of his Success Team intends on changing how the youth view Success. It’s an initiative aimed at inspiring, motivating and uplifting the youth of this country.

“A lot of people can relate to the cause as well as the hardships faced by the youth of this country. I think another reason is they are inspired by us being a young group of people trying to make a difference.”

 

1.Tell me how you first got involved with a non-profit organization?

It came as an idea; I asked myself how I can be of help to the youth especially the ones from the townships like the one I grew up in, who are not afforded the same luxuries or information that was available to me.

 

1. 2. What's your first memory of  something related to the Cause?

I think it would be reading the current statistics of unemployment, illiteracy and poverty in South Africa. I realized that I am a father and there’s a possibility my own children will go through the same system, and I want to change that.

3. What has surprised you most about working with the Non-Profit?

It has changed me as a person and the people’s lives I am able to change. I was also pleasantly surprised by how much people are willing to give their time, money and presence. 

 

4. 4. What do you find most challenging about SSU?

What I found most challenging in the beginning was how you have to put yourself aside for the betterment of others while at the same time trying to better yourself.

5.What's the best/worst thing to happen since you started working with Non Profit?

The best would have to be given the opportunity to run motivational seminars in high schools around Ehlanzeni District.

The worst would have to be sometimes not having enough funds available to materialize our objectives.

6. When you last volunteered, how did that make you feel?

I remember I was emotional and joyous because I was standing in something that was once a dream.

 

1. 7. If you could change one thing about Success Stories Unlimited what would it be?

We would like to move from the organization being run by us as individuals but to also include input from the Government, corporate and the citizens.

8. 8. What do you wish other people knew about SSU?

They should know that it’s a non-profit organization for the youth. We believe that by motivating and empowering them we will help them change their lives and mindsets.

 

 

9. 9. Tell me about some of the people you've met while working on the Cause?

I have met a lot of people who have inspired us as the Success Team not only as individuals but as a team. They are too many to mention.

10.What would you say are some of your strongest beliefs about your cause?

My definition of success is not what you have, but what you have done for other people. I believe it’s a catalyst that will help redefine the mentality of the youth. It will inspire them to want more and unlock their potential and not be defined by their backgrounds.

 

11. What's your personal philosophy on what should be done about your cause?

The government, corporate and the youth should participate and get more involved. There must be willingness by the people to involve themselves and encourage the spirit of learning.  In order for the youth to derive a benefit they must cooperate and get involved in our programs.

12.Tell me about someone who has influenced your decision to work with Nonprofit?

Pastor Oupa Pilane.

 

13. 13. What might someone be surprised to know about you?

This is not about me or my surprises it’s about the cause.

 

14.The interest in SSU seems to be growing. Why do you think that is?

A lot of people can relate to the cause as well as the hardships faced by the youth of this country. I think another reason is they are inspired by us being a young group of people trying to make a difference.

15. 15. What would you tell someone who is thinking about donating, volunteering, etc.?

On the question of donating I would tell them that they are investing in the future of the country that is vested in its youth. On volunteering, the experience and interaction with the people you are trying to help is enough to do it, because it really does change and touch your life.

16.What do you think will change about SSU over the next five years?

Africa.    

17. 17. What's it like to be SSU?

Its life changing in the sense that you have to re-evaluate what life was before and what it is after the cause.

18. If you weren't doing what you are doing, what would you be doing instead, what would your life be like?

I probably would have been part of another organization that has more or less the same objectives as us.

19. How would someone describe you?

Have a poll and ask them.     

20. 19. What do you do when you aren't working, volunteering?

We are all currently busy with our studies.

 

21. 21. What else can you tell me about SSU?    

If I could sum it up in one sentence it would be: “catalyst for change.”