Violence Against Women

Its sad the society that we live in. Yesterday and the whole weekend social media all talking about the Rosie Motene incident. What really broke my heart were all the comments that most women where making. Then there was the in studio interview with the alleged perpetrator. Man says on national radio "I know better that you can't hit a woman in club. Hehe! That's royal bull, he did not says does not hit woman he said he does not hit them in public. Its Sad world we live in.

During my lunch break I was standing next to a woman with a blue eye, one lady says to her that looks painful. She said her eye was not painful and the lady said " O bo omo dirileng" ( what did you do to him). She did not respond, the lady said to her next time you should shield your face, one does not look face up in violent situation. She responded to say she did not expect to be hit and it was her first time begin hit. This conversation got me thinking, that we live in society that expects violence against women that woman tell other woman how to "deal" with the situation. Where man can go on national radio and say I hit woman just not in public.

Woman who are insensitive to woman in abusive or violent situations like those who were mocking Rosie, think well I get punched and slapped all the time who is she that one punch in the face lends her in the front page of newspaper and trending on social media. Violence is quite common. You hear woman cheering on a man beating his wife or partner :mmetse o tla baka ( Teach her a lesson). Its sad that we woman don't rally
together in these issues how to we expect the men to support us .


All though the 16 Days raise lot of awareness let us individual start by talking about the issues and addressing it. Personally am all talked out. Action and education are what is needed. The Police are getting there is terms on attending to reports and sensitivity towards victims.

I STILL RISE

 This poem describes just how I feel!

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may tread me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.

Maya Angelou

 

I still rise indeed thank u Maya

Aging Gracefully

I have never considered my self to be vain. Well I find vanity very unattrative and rather irritating. When my 21st birthday came I was very excited finally I was 21 I could own land in my home country, I could get married without parental consent, I was no longer a minor etc. Twenty one was dizzy year. Then all of sudden I was going on to 22. Then I got scared I was getting old. In an attempt to stay younger I would celebrate 21 year years in row. Prior to this I had no problem disclosing my age. Now when someone would as how old I am I would ask why they want to know, woman do don't reveal that their age and so on. The I was 25 well was go gear I mean quarter of century, some ages i did not like  26 nothing cool about that worse still 27.

28 was about hectic I lost my grandmother a month into my 28 year. Well her passing away was quite sudden one moment we were having breakfast and chatting, then she was not feeling well. After a brief visit to the clinic she was home sleeping then next we check on her she was gone. The came the funeral arrangements etc. Then it was all a blur. I spent the whole year or most of it grieving cause I realized how I lost so many people in my life but had never really taken time to grieve and acknowledge the loss. Then I realized age was just a part of me and who I am. Then I made pace with my age and getting older. 29 has been a great year, what I love about getting older is the comfort I have in my own skin.  I know what I want and love my life.

As child growing up I was never one to fit so as adult I have intention of changing. Am where I want to be in life. Where I am is a result of my choices which i have made and do not regret. So am not going apologetic for my life or my circumstances

 Six days to go until my 30 birthday am so excited, why because I finally get this aging thing, loving it and embracing it.

God is wonderful he has kept me for 30 years, lavished me with love and blessing, given me a great family and wonderful friends am blessed and highly favored indeed.

Count Down To 0

Wow
Its almost here! Well am not to sure how I feel. When I was younger 30 year old people were very old. Now am almost there but I feel, very young. Am just planing the events to celebrate 30 birthday. any suggestion?