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September 19, 2008 

The reluctant tagger- Proudly SA- the last i promise (maybe)

“A Proudly South African meme inspired by EXMI
Rules:
Link back to the Meme creator - Caz
Link back to the person who tagged you – this girlie here.
Give at least 5 reasons why you love SA
Let me know once you’ve done it.”

Our country is a troubled teenager. Its soul wrestles and sweats with the burly demons of crime, poverty and corruption. It thrashes with poor service delivery, reckless political mouthpieces, unemployment, class struggle and HIV/Aids.

But it still believes; this teenager harbours hope.
And I still believe, though on some days, it gets a bit hard to. But that is the nature of Faith.

And with that, I give you 5 reasons why I love South Africa:

  1. Our freedom of expression/religion. I can be Muslim, Jewish, Christian, Hindu, Taoist, Bhuddist, Wiccan, whatever. I can wear the symbols of my faith freely and there is no obstacle to my practice.
  2. We all go on about what a beautiful country this is, because, what do you know,  it really is a beautiful country. Click here for pictures the husband took over at Chapmans Peak, Cape Town. That’s just one place.
  3. Our internet access is not censored or restricted. (But we’d really like more bandwidth please)
  4. We managed a fairly peaceful transition into democracy back in 1994, when the world thought we’d burn each other up. And that gives me real hope for our future.
  5. We are a nation of creatives and achievers: in the arts, technosphere and on the sports field. 
Your turn.
January 11, 2007 

merci, merci beaucoup

Well, it’s not International Burn-a-Dubya-Effigy Day, but it is certainly International Thank You Day, which should be celebrated with as much gusto and fanfare. So to kick-off, thank you Priya for being a bloggie-muse.

Thank you God, the Omnipotent, the Omniscient.
Thank you Mummy (who also turned 45 today) for giving me good genes and being a stellar role-model.
Thank you Granny. (despite the fact that you play the guilt-obligation-i-have-to-see-your-wedding-before-i-die card. love ya.)
Thank you Scaly for being the first entity to utterly shatter me and my naiveté as consequence. If it were not for your skank-ho antics back in the day, I would never have re-built myself into this somewhat wiser, seventh-fold stronger personality. (and I probably wouldn’t have studied Journalism at Wits, I wouldn’t have met the people I have, had the experiences I did… etc etc. I’m sorry your wife’s turned fat.)
Thank you to my most amazing friends for being shoulders, inspirations, sounding boards, ears, prozac and tissues. Thank you every single one of you (well, those who read the blog anyway:) yes, that’s you MJ)
Thank you Boss-lady.
Thank you Mak, Speedy and Zee for contributing to the soundtrack of my life.
Thank you Imagine IP for providing me with the bandwidth that facilitates the process of developing the soundtrack to my life.
Thank you Boss-lady for paying for the bandwidth that facilitates the process of developing the soundtrack to my life.
Thank you Significant and Insignificant others for providing me with reams of excellent blog material and character ideas/plotlines.
Thank you words.
Thank you music.
Thank you creativity.
Thank you inspiration.
Thank you coffee.
Thank you rhythm.
Thank you mental imbalance.
Thank you delusions of grandeur.
Thank you impulsiveness.
Thank you Maliha, for bringing your smile into our tired lives.
Thank you Azaadville.
Thank you Blogger.
Thank you rebel-accountant for being the first to link to electric spaghetti and set this madness into motion.
Thank you to all the fans.
Thank you Felix for teaching me how to use taxis (yes, a makwere-kwere had to teach me, a jozi born-and-bred, how to use local transport).
Thank you Google.
Thank you the force that is the Internet.

thank you, thank you, silence.

Afrigator