Let me introduce myself, well you already know my name. For weeks’ I’ve been contemplating on whether to start my own blog, thinking to myself: “What the heck am I going to be blogging about”. Here’s a peek into what my mind is sponging on: I am just trying to make the world a better place so that we all live happily ever after. I’ll start by saying I am a proud coloured, young, full of energy, strong, inspirational, smart feminist. Yes, you read right, I applause all women taking on the role that society believes men should have.
As Chimamanda Ngozi would say: “We say to girls, you can have ambition, but not too much otherwise you will threaten the man”
Have a good day till later.
PS – Janine
It’s been a while since I’ve been here, but I’m back and ready to throw a content party! I come from a suburb called Mitchells Plain situated in the Southern Suburbs of Western Cape. I grew up in a typical coloured home which consisted of what seemed to be the norm in our society; a mother, father & two elder brothers. As I grew up, I was exposed to many factors within my community such as gangsterism, teenage pregnancy, domestic abuse, alcohol abuse & most importantly drugs.
What I came to realize during my teenage years was that where you come from and what you’ve been through does not define where you are going in life. In fact it makes us even stronger and wiser to make the decisions we were once secluded from making and what was back then regarded as decisions only to be made by “Professional” people. In that case, I thought this is ridiculous right? Why am I being ridiculed by my own race because of my thinking or merely just wanting to raise my voice and not become the statistic of my community.
I always knew I was different. Always being different is an understatement actually. I grew up in a very religious home, where I was secluded from many other things which were regarded as being sinful things. Having a different in opinion than your parents was and still is regarded as being disrespectful. This was extremely difficult for me especially knowing the type of person that I am and how I always did value my opinion. I have a loud voice which results in me tending to speak much louder than the average person. My parents always found it difficult to accept the type of person I am which resulted in becoming more and more difficult for me to even communicate at times.
As time went by I started becoming introverted. My High school years were the most horrible years of my existence on this earth. I still can’t believe I made it through. I hated every single day of my high school career. Not because of the actual content but because of the environment as well as the people I was exposed to made it very difficult for me to even concentrate at times.
In conclusion I’ll say, I am not the person I am today because of my own doings but only because of what I’ve been exposed to and what I chose to do with my life. I am strong-willed and determined to mark a foot print in the Business/Tech industry. I will not become a statistic.
Let me not get carried away here. I’ll conclude by saying I’ll continue in my next piece.