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Have you ever wondered what dreams are? Are these actual dreams that I keep waking up from or are they revelations of my past life? Should I ignore them as mere dreams, or should I follow them up? Whether it is during the day or at night, visions just come crashing like a wrecking ball, before I return to my current environment. I decided to follow this up.

Born into two loving parents, With ten other siblings from my dad’s side (five being from my mother), my life was what any girl child would have been appreciative of. My mother, a house executive and my father, a financial consultant, would have had seven children in their marriage together, but the two boys were still born, which was not easy for my mother. As our Zulu family values, we were taught inclusivity and to share at an early age and help whenever possible. Our friends, Tito and Nandi’s mom used to own and run a children’s home in Dawn Park called Sithabile Day Care which we loved helping at. We had talent shows, taught them Zulu dances, beauty pageants, and aerobics. There would be exchange students from time to time, some taught the kids karate and their home languages. This filtered to us sacrificing our lunch money to buy food and cook for schools, such as the one by Holomisa squatter camps, and staging beauty pageants to boost the kids’ confidence.

While feeding and uplifting the community and doing our bit on our social responsibility, things at home were far from okay. My world came crashing down when I was doing Grade eleven, when I realised that my parents were no longer seeing eye to eye. What once was a beautiful union, was becoming a toxic environment. My father began living out of the boot of his car and would no longer join us on our dinners at home. This escalated quickly to an avalanche of disagreements and fights that we were never accustomed to. This ultimately led to a divorce, which forced us to grow up really fast.

I had ambitions of graduating from varsity, thereafter, working from a corner office with a view in a corporate environment, gain the necessary skills then start my own business, most probably something in events management or fashion. Travel the world, get married to my soul mate and have eight children.

If there is one lesson that life has taught me, is “be an amoeba”. Do not take a certain form or shape, just go with the flow, but keep your eye on your end goal. Things don’t always go according to plan, no matter how great a person you are and what good you bring to the world, you get tested, every step of the way.

I became a born again Christian

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