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Sonntag, 16. Mai 2010
Montag, 19. April 2010
DAY 38 to 42
As the title indicates this week was a little monotonous.
On Monday Johanna and I spent most of the day in the MC-house reviewing and adjusting the agenda of the upcoming training day on Saturday.The funny thing was that we arrived at 6.30am so Nyala, the MCP, had to get up to let us in and instead of talking to him I asked for a bed to sleep once more. After this refreshing nap Paul, Johanna and I discussed the plan for Saturday and changed it completely. The reason or the dramatic change was a lack of skilled trainers for each portfolio so we decided that the VPs themselves should give the training (an alumnus should still be there to help) which was supposed to be more like a kick-off team meeting. Once we were done writing a generic agenda and several mails to the team leaders and the alumni to announce the change, I downloaded language software from byki.com (the free version) which is pretty cool and I used the opportunity to watch the one hour Naruto special.
The next day we were back in university but we didn’t have a key to the office so we chilled the whole morning till noon walking around the beautiful campus, playing footbag and reading stuff. Once we had the key our meeting with Precious and Thoko started. We discussed the changes for Saturday and I was pretty impressed by the material that Thoko had created during the holidays and we mixed it with the one from Johanna, Paul and me. This was also the first time that I heard about problems of the training day because Mbali couldn’t be there so her team won’t get trained and Precious will be arriving at about 11am and the day was supposed to start at 9am. In the evening we took Johanna to the airport which means from now on things will probably get more boring again. Really sitting alone in a basement watching movies and waiting for other people to do their work can be annoying sometimes. To avoid that, on Wednesday I started to spend more time outside hanging out with some AIESECers and their friends and it is really way more fun. Now I write all the important mails in the morning and cope with my assignments so I can enjoy the sun and only have to go back to the office once we have a meeting.
Today I found out that some people are pretty pissed with the allocation of the team members, which Johanna and I proposed and the reason was that one guy only had 2 (actually 3 since Tuesday) members in his team and that team leaders were appointed without asking them ….AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH those bloody friggin assholes, bastards, fuckheads which never showed up to a single of maybe 6 meetings where these things were discussed and now complaining about work that other people did for them! Okay this is over exaggerated (you know my very bad temper) and I can understand that you get pissed once someone doesn’t consider your opinion esp. when it comes to such important decisions affecting the whole EB. But when somebody says:
‘You know Baloo, even a CEO consults with his managers before they appoint new managers.’ I freaked out a little (inside my head) because usually the managers (the leaders which means the people being most responsible) are showing up to the meetings with the CEO.
These guys don’t even read their mails in a whole week if they don’t feel like it, they never answer them and the same goes for SMS´s so how are we supposed to work properly? Face to face appointments! Yes this works and I just found out too late meaning it’s also my fault and I’m very sorry for that. At least Manti, Bix and Mitchell showed up regularly (almost), went through their material and started to prepare their sessions and Thoko did a great job as well and I think this is also a great success. But now a new problem occurred Thibose has to leave at 12am on Saturday and Man can’t come at all…WTF! I was happy to hear that Thibose will still prepare something and try to make the best out of it. What the best means is what I found on Thursday when I asked him whether he already contacted his members: ‘I didn’t have airtime.’
Let’s take a look into Baloos head during that moment…’ Didn’t have airtime, didn’t have AIRTIME , DIDN’T HAVE AIRTIME!!!!!!! Fuck! AHAHHAA%$%£$$£”%^$$ that can’t be a problem for a fucking, bloody team leader ! PUNK!’ ‘How will you manage a project if you don’t have airtime?’ ‘How will u manage you’re life if you don’t have airtime?’ ‘Have you ever heard of facebook or mail or asking Baloo to send messages for you?’ ‘Have you ever heard of the AIESEC slogan of: think outside the box!’ ‘How small is you’re bloody box?’
Fortunately I learned to handle my temper a little and didn’t go on a rampage killing all the people around me. It’s just that I hate the feeling that I’m more attached to AIESEC UJ than people who are actually part of it. So we started to think about a possible delay for the whole training day or how we can change it into something that won’t piss off all the alumni we already invited, but we didn’t come to a conclusion today. Before I went to bed I spent some time nerding the net and guess what I found out how you can build your own vaporizer for free…this saved my day.
On Friday I spent loads of money trying to reach Manti who I was unable to contact since yesterday but no luck. I watched Crank 2 which I love because it’s pure trash and Fearless with Jet Li which is a pretty damn cool martial arts movie you should definitely not miss if you like this genre.
I met up with Thoko and Precious (now she also can’t come tomorrow) and we came to a conclusion regarding the training day. We’ll have a meeting with team leaders (those who can come) and alumni only to exchange experiences and figure out the future relationship between alumni and AIESEC UJ. After that Mitchell, Thibose and Man joined and we discussed how we can overcome the friggin problems holding UJ back and guess what? These guys are not as lazy and incapable as I almost thought!
They’re just damn busy with their studies, suffered under loads of misunderstandings and didn’t use my help when I craved for it because to them it was not clear what my job in UJ is. As you can see this involves loads of mistakes from me too so I have to work a lot on my own skills and qualities. We set a meeting for next week where all 8 members of the EB will be around and we’ll talk about:
-mistakes in the past (when did u get pissed?)
-decision making
-communication
-commitment
-way forward
By the way these are topics which should’ve been discussed during the team building this evening which had to be delayed because of a lack of attendance. But still I’m very happy that we’re finally on the same page and progressing.
Furthermore, I met some new guys and girls on the campus (guys: Avery, David, Mojo, Jami girls: fuck I forgot) and played a hell lot of footbag with David. That’s actually how it started, he approached me to give him some information about it and I just invited him to join in and after that he introduced me to his friends. Really this is one of the greatest things in SA: people are soooo open and friendly can’t be compared to Germany, not at all. So if you problems getting friends just come here^^
Mojo was pretty interested in footbag as well and got excited and loud (not in a bad way) about it and his friend teased him which was so funny because every time they raised their voices David started to play a song on his guitar (yes people play guitar on the campus) creating movie background music and singing stuff going like this:
‘Look in my eyes
and tell me that you love me
no one said it will be easy
our way to paradise’
Over and over again I laughed my boner off, ahem I mean ass.
So now I’ve got some more people to hang out with next week when I’m stuck in the basement.^^
In the evening we fetched Johanna’s mum from the airport and when I was about to sleep in the car (because I was very tired) Thoko sent me an SMS asking whether I could prepare the new agenda for tomorrow. I was not super excited about it but this girl worked so damn hard to make tomorrow happen so I couldn’t say no. So I took a short nap and figured out a cool program for tomorrow. Before I went to bed I watched loads of loads of Boondocks and tried to reach Manti again because she doesn’t know that the team training was cancelled but no luck again. Ahh almost forgot this, on our way to the air port we’ve been driving through Hillbrow and this is really like a Mexican ghetto from the movies: Smacked windows, waste on the street (waste industry is striking), hijacked buildings, loads of crime and a tense atmosphere in the air which you can feel even in the car. I was excited and maybe I’ll check this place out if I find a local who knows the area. Furthermore we passed a huge building the Berea tower where people had to live like in a bee hive and it was hijacked as well. So the police took it by force after a while because loads of foreigners (Africans) used to live there and like in any other place some people considered these foreigners as a threat to their living standard so it became quite common to kill them by throwing ‘em down from the top floors (it's like a pipe so hole on the inside)…CRAZY SHIT!
On Monday Johanna and I spent most of the day in the MC-house reviewing and adjusting the agenda of the upcoming training day on Saturday.The funny thing was that we arrived at 6.30am so Nyala, the MCP, had to get up to let us in and instead of talking to him I asked for a bed to sleep once more. After this refreshing nap Paul, Johanna and I discussed the plan for Saturday and changed it completely. The reason or the dramatic change was a lack of skilled trainers for each portfolio so we decided that the VPs themselves should give the training (an alumnus should still be there to help) which was supposed to be more like a kick-off team meeting. Once we were done writing a generic agenda and several mails to the team leaders and the alumni to announce the change, I downloaded language software from byki.com (the free version) which is pretty cool and I used the opportunity to watch the one hour Naruto special.
The next day we were back in university but we didn’t have a key to the office so we chilled the whole morning till noon walking around the beautiful campus, playing footbag and reading stuff. Once we had the key our meeting with Precious and Thoko started. We discussed the changes for Saturday and I was pretty impressed by the material that Thoko had created during the holidays and we mixed it with the one from Johanna, Paul and me. This was also the first time that I heard about problems of the training day because Mbali couldn’t be there so her team won’t get trained and Precious will be arriving at about 11am and the day was supposed to start at 9am. In the evening we took Johanna to the airport which means from now on things will probably get more boring again. Really sitting alone in a basement watching movies and waiting for other people to do their work can be annoying sometimes. To avoid that, on Wednesday I started to spend more time outside hanging out with some AIESECers and their friends and it is really way more fun. Now I write all the important mails in the morning and cope with my assignments so I can enjoy the sun and only have to go back to the office once we have a meeting.
Today I found out that some people are pretty pissed with the allocation of the team members, which Johanna and I proposed and the reason was that one guy only had 2 (actually 3 since Tuesday) members in his team and that team leaders were appointed without asking them ….AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH those bloody friggin assholes, bastards, fuckheads which never showed up to a single of maybe 6 meetings where these things were discussed and now complaining about work that other people did for them! Okay this is over exaggerated (you know my very bad temper) and I can understand that you get pissed once someone doesn’t consider your opinion esp. when it comes to such important decisions affecting the whole EB. But when somebody says:
‘You know Baloo, even a CEO consults with his managers before they appoint new managers.’ I freaked out a little (inside my head) because usually the managers (the leaders which means the people being most responsible) are showing up to the meetings with the CEO.
These guys don’t even read their mails in a whole week if they don’t feel like it, they never answer them and the same goes for SMS´s so how are we supposed to work properly? Face to face appointments! Yes this works and I just found out too late meaning it’s also my fault and I’m very sorry for that. At least Manti, Bix and Mitchell showed up regularly (almost), went through their material and started to prepare their sessions and Thoko did a great job as well and I think this is also a great success. But now a new problem occurred Thibose has to leave at 12am on Saturday and Man can’t come at all…WTF! I was happy to hear that Thibose will still prepare something and try to make the best out of it. What the best means is what I found on Thursday when I asked him whether he already contacted his members: ‘I didn’t have airtime.’
Let’s take a look into Baloos head during that moment…’ Didn’t have airtime, didn’t have AIRTIME , DIDN’T HAVE AIRTIME!!!!!!! Fuck! AHAHHAA%$%£$$£”%^$$ that can’t be a problem for a fucking, bloody team leader ! PUNK!’ ‘How will you manage a project if you don’t have airtime?’ ‘How will u manage you’re life if you don’t have airtime?’ ‘Have you ever heard of facebook or mail or asking Baloo to send messages for you?’ ‘Have you ever heard of the AIESEC slogan of: think outside the box!’ ‘How small is you’re bloody box?’
Fortunately I learned to handle my temper a little and didn’t go on a rampage killing all the people around me. It’s just that I hate the feeling that I’m more attached to AIESEC UJ than people who are actually part of it. So we started to think about a possible delay for the whole training day or how we can change it into something that won’t piss off all the alumni we already invited, but we didn’t come to a conclusion today. Before I went to bed I spent some time nerding the net and guess what I found out how you can build your own vaporizer for free…this saved my day.
On Friday I spent loads of money trying to reach Manti who I was unable to contact since yesterday but no luck. I watched Crank 2 which I love because it’s pure trash and Fearless with Jet Li which is a pretty damn cool martial arts movie you should definitely not miss if you like this genre.
I met up with Thoko and Precious (now she also can’t come tomorrow) and we came to a conclusion regarding the training day. We’ll have a meeting with team leaders (those who can come) and alumni only to exchange experiences and figure out the future relationship between alumni and AIESEC UJ. After that Mitchell, Thibose and Man joined and we discussed how we can overcome the friggin problems holding UJ back and guess what? These guys are not as lazy and incapable as I almost thought!
They’re just damn busy with their studies, suffered under loads of misunderstandings and didn’t use my help when I craved for it because to them it was not clear what my job in UJ is. As you can see this involves loads of mistakes from me too so I have to work a lot on my own skills and qualities. We set a meeting for next week where all 8 members of the EB will be around and we’ll talk about:
-mistakes in the past (when did u get pissed?)
-decision making
-communication
-commitment
-way forward
By the way these are topics which should’ve been discussed during the team building this evening which had to be delayed because of a lack of attendance. But still I’m very happy that we’re finally on the same page and progressing.
Furthermore, I met some new guys and girls on the campus (guys: Avery, David, Mojo, Jami girls: fuck I forgot) and played a hell lot of footbag with David. That’s actually how it started, he approached me to give him some information about it and I just invited him to join in and after that he introduced me to his friends. Really this is one of the greatest things in SA: people are soooo open and friendly can’t be compared to Germany, not at all. So if you problems getting friends just come here^^
Mojo was pretty interested in footbag as well and got excited and loud (not in a bad way) about it and his friend teased him which was so funny because every time they raised their voices David started to play a song on his guitar (yes people play guitar on the campus) creating movie background music and singing stuff going like this:
‘Look in my eyes
and tell me that you love me
no one said it will be easy
our way to paradise’
Over and over again I laughed my boner off, ahem I mean ass.
So now I’ve got some more people to hang out with next week when I’m stuck in the basement.^^
In the evening we fetched Johanna’s mum from the airport and when I was about to sleep in the car (because I was very tired) Thoko sent me an SMS asking whether I could prepare the new agenda for tomorrow. I was not super excited about it but this girl worked so damn hard to make tomorrow happen so I couldn’t say no. So I took a short nap and figured out a cool program for tomorrow. Before I went to bed I watched loads of loads of Boondocks and tried to reach Manti again because she doesn’t know that the team training was cancelled but no luck again. Ahh almost forgot this, on our way to the air port we’ve been driving through Hillbrow and this is really like a Mexican ghetto from the movies: Smacked windows, waste on the street (waste industry is striking), hijacked buildings, loads of crime and a tense atmosphere in the air which you can feel even in the car. I was excited and maybe I’ll check this place out if I find a local who knows the area. Furthermore we passed a huge building the Berea tower where people had to live like in a bee hive and it was hijacked as well. So the police took it by force after a while because loads of foreigners (Africans) used to live there and like in any other place some people considered these foreigners as a threat to their living standard so it became quite common to kill them by throwing ‘em down from the top floors (it's like a pipe so hole on the inside)…CRAZY SHIT!
Sonntag, 18. April 2010
DAY 37
Time to footbag, so I needed to fix my back-up footbag (my good one got lost in the ghetto^^) meaning stuffing it with about 60 sunflower seeds (yes one by one) and sewing it. But before that we saw Johanna’s brother on television giving an interview about Yoga with another woman and I bet this Kundalini bitch (I swear just for the purpose of swearing, I don’t mean it) hates Charles because he answered the question ‘What do you think should be done to help people with Yoga?’ with something like ‘It should be way more available which means there should be very cheap or even free courses especially in the townships where people who really need it don’t have access.’ And she gives private lessons which probably are damn expensive … FUCK YOU WITCH.
Today we wanted to have a braai with some friends of Johanna, and knowing African time Charles set the beginning to 12am meaning people showed up around 2-3pm.
Okay only one of Johanna’s friends was able to make it but another guy came along and he’s from Malawi so I asked him ‘Do you know the gold from Malawi?’ and he replied ‘The mineral?’ ‘No.’ ‘Then yes.’ -> I am happy : -) And he plays damn good footbag…damn experienced soccer players! (they need a tenth of the time that I needed to learn tricks)
The rest of the day consisted pretty much of playing footbag in groups between 2 and 5 people, eating and the neighbours kids laughing and crying.
So summing it up, I enjoyed it a lot. The only thing pissing me off is work starting again tomorrow which means getting up before 6am and I’m not sure whether my body can do that or not.
NIghty, night.
Today we wanted to have a braai with some friends of Johanna, and knowing African time Charles set the beginning to 12am meaning people showed up around 2-3pm.
Okay only one of Johanna’s friends was able to make it but another guy came along and he’s from Malawi so I asked him ‘Do you know the gold from Malawi?’ and he replied ‘The mineral?’ ‘No.’ ‘Then yes.’ -> I am happy : -) And he plays damn good footbag…damn experienced soccer players! (they need a tenth of the time that I needed to learn tricks)
The rest of the day consisted pretty much of playing footbag in groups between 2 and 5 people, eating and the neighbours kids laughing and crying.
So summing it up, I enjoyed it a lot. The only thing pissing me off is work starting again tomorrow which means getting up before 6am and I’m not sure whether my body can do that or not.
NIghty, night.
DAY 36
Getting up at 7am gave us the opportunity to dress up and iron some clothes for the launch of the African Bahai Business Forum.
Even though I’m not a suit person I love to wear one, I dunno why but it feels nice annnnd I was able to knot my tie all alone, yuhu!
So Charles, Pinky, Johanna, Kathrine and I left at 8am to prepare the venue and to be sure that there’ll be a time buffer in case we need one.
The venue was really awesome and also all the rest was perfectly organised (I knew that it’s possible, why do they manage to organise their people and I don’t? ahh), there was coffee, tea, snacks, sandwiches, literature, a professional camera guy, projector, PowerPoints and awesome Speakers. One of the speakers moderating the whole event was Johanna’s brother Charles and it was really cool to see him doing an excellent job while being funny at the first time speaking in front of maybe about 40 people including students, AIESECERs and mostly people from the corporate world (AIESEC is partner of the European Bahai Business Forum and my impression is that the EBBF will be my thing once my time in AIESEC is over) . Francoise a woman from France working as a manager for the Red Cross for over 5 years gave the first short speech which was about her experience in leading departments and how literature from the EBBF helped her to restructure various branches of the Red Cross. She underlined the effectiveness of the proposed ideas of responsible leadership, by the fact that during an introduction of a new system her hospital was the only one working properly in the whole of Africa.
After her inspiring talk Dr Iraj Abedian gave a kind of lecture about ethnics in business, branding and globalisation which was the main part of the program and was really damn interesting but not as interesting as the discussion afterwards which involved some very crucial questions like: How can you resist to corrupt yourself when everybody else is corrupt and cheating? or How can you measure values?
In fact the next talk of the ABBF organised for the 19th of April copes with this very question and there’ll be a talk by Dr Samandari about useful indicators to measure values. I love this shit!
And I loved the rest of the ABBF launch including a break where you could eat damn good sandwiches and chat with all the various people, a general Q and A session and the official launch with introduction of the executive board of the ABBF and presentation of the plan of action and the forums values/identity.
Back home Johanna and I took a nap and I started to write some blog posts (Saturday of last week!).
I can’t remember anything cool happening in the evening so we probably had dinner, watched a movie (I think pineapple express), I read something about meditation and sleep.
Even though I’m not a suit person I love to wear one, I dunno why but it feels nice annnnd I was able to knot my tie all alone, yuhu!
So Charles, Pinky, Johanna, Kathrine and I left at 8am to prepare the venue and to be sure that there’ll be a time buffer in case we need one.
The venue was really awesome and also all the rest was perfectly organised (I knew that it’s possible, why do they manage to organise their people and I don’t? ahh), there was coffee, tea, snacks, sandwiches, literature, a professional camera guy, projector, PowerPoints and awesome Speakers. One of the speakers moderating the whole event was Johanna’s brother Charles and it was really cool to see him doing an excellent job while being funny at the first time speaking in front of maybe about 40 people including students, AIESECERs and mostly people from the corporate world (AIESEC is partner of the European Bahai Business Forum and my impression is that the EBBF will be my thing once my time in AIESEC is over) . Francoise a woman from France working as a manager for the Red Cross for over 5 years gave the first short speech which was about her experience in leading departments and how literature from the EBBF helped her to restructure various branches of the Red Cross. She underlined the effectiveness of the proposed ideas of responsible leadership, by the fact that during an introduction of a new system her hospital was the only one working properly in the whole of Africa.
After her inspiring talk Dr Iraj Abedian gave a kind of lecture about ethnics in business, branding and globalisation which was the main part of the program and was really damn interesting but not as interesting as the discussion afterwards which involved some very crucial questions like: How can you resist to corrupt yourself when everybody else is corrupt and cheating? or How can you measure values?
In fact the next talk of the ABBF organised for the 19th of April copes with this very question and there’ll be a talk by Dr Samandari about useful indicators to measure values. I love this shit!
And I loved the rest of the ABBF launch including a break where you could eat damn good sandwiches and chat with all the various people, a general Q and A session and the official launch with introduction of the executive board of the ABBF and presentation of the plan of action and the forums values/identity.
Back home Johanna and I took a nap and I started to write some blog posts (Saturday of last week!).
I can’t remember anything cool happening in the evening so we probably had dinner, watched a movie (I think pineapple express), I read something about meditation and sleep.
DAY 35
Today started as lazy as the past but at noon Charles returned from work to give as a ride to the Apartheid museum. But pshhhh! that’s a surprise^^ For R40 entrance fee you’ll get a historic overview why exploitive white people suck and I’ve gotta admit that I sometimes felt a little embarrassed for what these fuckers did to Africans, even though I was not involved in that shit. It started off with Johanna getting an entrance card saying ‘Non-white’ and me one saying ‘White’ just to be separated in the entrance hallways one for whites and one for the non-whites including the same information but giving you a slight first impression of what’s going to await you. After we rejoined, wonderful and romantic cave drawings of the natives of SA, the San awaited us. (irony) These showed the first contact with people from Europe, in fact showing people getting slaughtered by big men with rifles. Unfortunately the idea of spiritual power beating bullets didn’t work out (San never invented war machinery) and most of them died because of murder or not being allowed to access land they used for ages. You’ve gotta know that the San are nomadic people not owning any land because according to their philosophy the land owns the people giving them everything they need to live. The idea of owning a part of the earth is completely ridiculous to them and I’m tempted to agree. Unfortunately western culture doesn’t, and so the San faced fences and fierce violence for attempts to access common ground. Yes, that’s how we get in touch with other cultures, take a look at Afghanistan, Iraq or any other place currently being invaded and you’ll realize that things didn’t change much. The story goes on with Dutch and British people coming (other countries, too but these were the most) and overthrowing all the other chiefdoms taking 92% of the land from the Africans and digging for gold. Gold is also the reason why JoBurg was set up and I think you can imagine the disgusting working conditions the miners had to face (most of them were black but also Indians, Chinese and white people). Because the white government didn’t want blacks to settle in their towns they invented a rule that a black employee had to return to his rural home at least every 18 month, and I can tell you in the beginning there wasn’t even a train, so have fun if you’re from Zimbabwe.
The cool thing is that loads of pictures are added to the information boards and if available even video footage including early propaganda movies for the Dutch people having a very funny scene: A settler wants to bye land for his people from an African chief who is surrounded by his tribe and he asks him twice ‘Did you completely understand the contract?’ the chief nods and signs with a big single X. Now it’s time to dance around the nice settlers, which was a trap to kill all of the settlers. Evil savages, huh?
There were two assholes who tried to implement the whole idea of segregating people so black and coloured people were not allowed to the same facilities as whites anymore, this included a complete different school system to grow stupid slaves who were smart enough to do forms of labour between lowest and low.
When this system failed they started the real Apartheid which made everything worse. This means every person was put into a specific group like black, white, coloured, Chinese, Indian or other and people of the same group were put into the same area which means they moved over 1 million people from their homes into townships because they were too close to white people.
There were over 300 laws dividing everything: Who is allowed to reproduce with whom, who has to go to which school, who is allowed to work in which particular area…
For sure there were people opposing this stuff even white people but the Apartheid government didn’t waste much time talking, declared every political threat as terrorism and terrorists have to be fought, don’t they? (doesn’t that sound familiar) A big part was about the different parties and organisations fighting for equality like the ANC or the international Congress or just black women fighting for their right to brew the traditional beer.
Most of the resistance was peaceful especially the stuff the ANC did in the beginning because Ghandi was in SA and fought for the rights of Indians using peaceful strategies and they wanted to adapt these because they new that they can’t match the firepower and knowledge of warfare.
This changed when the Apartheid government became more and more brutal especially against demonstrations which were completely peaceful ending in massacres, one ending in school kids being shot. We saw the first TV interview of Nelson Mandela (he was hidden in the underground at that time) where he was addressing that particular issue. Why should you be peaceful and reasonable when your people get imprisoned, beaten up, even slaughtered and every attempt for a peaceful solution includes you being a second rate human being.
We couldn’t finish the last third of the museum which was about the 80s and early 90s when it became really ugly and violent because the museum was closing and reading every single information board took more time than I estimated. Still it was a very valuable and interesting experience which you mustn’t miss when you’re in SA. It helped me understand even more why racism is still an issue in this country after 16 years of living relatively peaceful.
I know it’s stupid but Johanna and I didn’t eat for the whole day so we really shovelled the food down our throats once we were back home. Before we went to bed I asked Charles what we’ll have to wear at the launch of the African Bahai Business Forum tomorrow and he said a suit would be nice. Man I was prepared to go there with my usual clothes if I hadn´t have asked, so Johanna and I checked our official clothes and I shaved my attempts of growing a beard. Once I looked like a person who is ready to bargain land for marbles we went to bed^^
The cool thing is that loads of pictures are added to the information boards and if available even video footage including early propaganda movies for the Dutch people having a very funny scene: A settler wants to bye land for his people from an African chief who is surrounded by his tribe and he asks him twice ‘Did you completely understand the contract?’ the chief nods and signs with a big single X. Now it’s time to dance around the nice settlers, which was a trap to kill all of the settlers. Evil savages, huh?
There were two assholes who tried to implement the whole idea of segregating people so black and coloured people were not allowed to the same facilities as whites anymore, this included a complete different school system to grow stupid slaves who were smart enough to do forms of labour between lowest and low.
When this system failed they started the real Apartheid which made everything worse. This means every person was put into a specific group like black, white, coloured, Chinese, Indian or other and people of the same group were put into the same area which means they moved over 1 million people from their homes into townships because they were too close to white people.
There were over 300 laws dividing everything: Who is allowed to reproduce with whom, who has to go to which school, who is allowed to work in which particular area…
For sure there were people opposing this stuff even white people but the Apartheid government didn’t waste much time talking, declared every political threat as terrorism and terrorists have to be fought, don’t they? (doesn’t that sound familiar) A big part was about the different parties and organisations fighting for equality like the ANC or the international Congress or just black women fighting for their right to brew the traditional beer.
Most of the resistance was peaceful especially the stuff the ANC did in the beginning because Ghandi was in SA and fought for the rights of Indians using peaceful strategies and they wanted to adapt these because they new that they can’t match the firepower and knowledge of warfare.
This changed when the Apartheid government became more and more brutal especially against demonstrations which were completely peaceful ending in massacres, one ending in school kids being shot. We saw the first TV interview of Nelson Mandela (he was hidden in the underground at that time) where he was addressing that particular issue. Why should you be peaceful and reasonable when your people get imprisoned, beaten up, even slaughtered and every attempt for a peaceful solution includes you being a second rate human being.
We couldn’t finish the last third of the museum which was about the 80s and early 90s when it became really ugly and violent because the museum was closing and reading every single information board took more time than I estimated. Still it was a very valuable and interesting experience which you mustn’t miss when you’re in SA. It helped me understand even more why racism is still an issue in this country after 16 years of living relatively peaceful.
I know it’s stupid but Johanna and I didn’t eat for the whole day so we really shovelled the food down our throats once we were back home. Before we went to bed I asked Charles what we’ll have to wear at the launch of the African Bahai Business Forum tomorrow and he said a suit would be nice. Man I was prepared to go there with my usual clothes if I hadn´t have asked, so Johanna and I checked our official clothes and I shaved my attempts of growing a beard. Once I looked like a person who is ready to bargain land for marbles we went to bed^^
Donnerstag, 15. April 2010
MY THROAT HURTS
...and the reason is not a day and night blow job session but an annoying cold.
So I thought: 'Damn what can I do?' and suddenly I remembered that vaporizing herbs can be very healthy.
Now the problem is that a good vaporizer costs about 400€ which I don't have but fortunately some smart people had a cool idea and invented a home-made-vapo.
The best thing is that it is bloody cheap and easy to build!
..why do bloody potheads have such a cool, useful and valuable idea? ^^
Usage:
-clean the bulb before EACH use (esp. the first!!!)
-let the sides be a little,little,little bit wet (the herbs should never be drenched)
-put the herbs (very little) on the ground of the bulb
-close it
-hold it like the 2nd guy who built it in his last picture (it's also on page1)
-light it (the second straw must be open the whole time)
-make sure that the straws don't melt!
-make sure that there is no smoke at all! (that would mean it's too hot)
-enjoy and get healthy soon :-)
So I thought: 'Damn what can I do?' and suddenly I remembered that vaporizing herbs can be very healthy.
Now the problem is that a good vaporizer costs about 400€ which I don't have but fortunately some smart people had a cool idea and invented a home-made-vapo.
The best thing is that it is bloody cheap and easy to build!
..why do bloody potheads have such a cool, useful and valuable idea? ^^
Usage:
-clean the bulb before EACH use (esp. the first!!!)
-let the sides be a little,little,little bit wet (the herbs should never be drenched)
-put the herbs (very little) on the ground of the bulb
-close it
-hold it like the 2nd guy who built it in his last picture (it's also on page1)
-light it (the second straw must be open the whole time)
-make sure that the straws don't melt!
-make sure that there is no smoke at all! (that would mean it's too hot)
-enjoy and get healthy soon :-)
Sonntag, 11. April 2010
DAY 32/33/34
Back to real holidays Johanna and I finished Chuck season two and now don’t know which series to start because no one seems to have downloaded season three so far and doing it with 3g would cost 30€ per 2 episodes which is even above the legal price!!! So we watched two outstanding movies which I already knew (Johanna hates that because I become a serious movie-nazi making sure that no one talks at all otherwise I could miss a joke and I know when they are coming) called ‘stranger than fiction’ and ‘Grand Torino’. Furthermore I was interneting around a lot and spent loads of time on my assignments which I have to send in via mail. I can tell you this is a real pain in the arse because writing your solutions in way that someone by just reading ‘em can understand what you meant takes 10times more time than just writing down (with an ugly handwriting) some notes or even use the notes of someone else (my profession)^^
Charles recommended that I check out this site about rural finance and this one of the European Bahai Business Forum both having a vast amount of free material (ebbf only if you’re a member) about responsible leadership/entrepreneurship/businesses and finance.
Ah and after being here for a month Johanna and I cooked for the first time^^ (tasted very nice even though the small marrows suck)
That’s it see you on Thursday.
Charles recommended that I check out this site about rural finance and this one of the European Bahai Business Forum both having a vast amount of free material (ebbf only if you’re a member) about responsible leadership/entrepreneurship/businesses and finance.
Ah and after being here for a month Johanna and I cooked for the first time^^ (tasted very nice even though the small marrows suck)
That’s it see you on Thursday.
DAY 31
Ahh, getting up at 5.30 … in the MORNING! That’s not fair, I’ve got holidays.
The reason for this madness is our minimum 12 hour trip back so we had to leave early. And we were really evil bastards leaving without waking up Anzo the super-nephew and he loves us soooo much. But we just couldn’t bare doing it, just to make him cry ‘cause yesterday he said: ‘Uncle Charlie, don’t go!’
Fortunately Charles knows Ugandan goodbyes so after 5min he got in the car and started the engine. And Johanna told me a funny story of a friend of her mother who even started driving away so that her kids had to chase the car^^
On our way back we heard loads of news about the murder of Eugene Terre'Blanche
being an old hardcore racist who couldn’t stand the new SA and still treated his black employees like slaves. This means he didn’t pay ‘em (at least the murderers who have handed themselves to the police claim that), slapped ‘em (was even in prison for attempted murder) and was head of a racist party called AWB trying to establish a state for whites only. (there is already a very small whites only town) While we were passing through old school farmland it became obvious why such stuff going against the constitution is still possible. This is a remote, vast and empty countryside where the white farmers own all the land so they can basically do whatever they want because there is no alternative place to work for their employees. (during Segregation only 8% of the land was given to black people) Furthermore most of the black farm workers have no education at all or had only basic lessons in Afrikaans and reading the Bible leaving massive urbanisation into townships as the sole opportunity. There are even cases in the Western Cape where farmers pay their labourers with booze which is just disgusting. Obviously loads of this stuff is against the law but the government can’t do much in those areas and even if someone would complain (many people don’t know their rights) in a town it probably wouldn’t change a thing because the town is run by farmers being in charge of everything. This is no joke, when Charles (he’ s a consultant) wanted to meet a client, his employer made him drive around one of those towns because the insurance wouldn’t pay if something would happen to him inside. On the other hand side over 3000 farmers got killed since Apartheid ended, some of the killings being hate crime but most of ‘em because employees got abused badly as described above. Still there’re loads of farmers being good employers even speaking Xhosa and their kids mix with the farmers, the stuff above is just the worst of the worst which is still happening. And now another thing adds to the already tense situation, this stupid motherfucker Julius Malema (the leader of the ANC youth league) started singing the ‘kill the Boer’ song in public and he has loads of influence on young people. Now take into consideration that the murderers of Terre'Blanche were 27 and 15 years old and you can imagine what the hardcore racists from the AWB think. Unfortunately loads of black people are still thinking in old patterns (who could blame ‘em after almost 50 years of Apartheid and over 300 years of abuse by the white man) and they see racism everywhere. Some who didn’t benefit from reconciliation (which is the majority of the black population) are still angry that over 80% of the rich in this country are white and these are people being easy to influence and longing for revenge. That’s why it is so sad that a member of the ANC sings those old songs spreading hatred. The ANC used to fight for a multiracial South Africa where everybody no matter where he came from is treated equal. Now it seems that the charismatic leaders of the past like Nelson Mandela are replaced by opportunistic, nationalist populists who instead of doing serious politics to bring prosperity for a long period of time, spend their time playing football in the townships showing that they’re close to the people, present easy scapegoats while being bribed and can’t even read the speeches that other people wrote for them. (just look for some speeches of the president Jacob Zuma) The sad thing is that this happens all over the globe. People are fed with puppets like Angela Merkel always saying ‘This can’t be solved alone.’ or ‘Considering this question all of us have to work together.’ but barely taking the position of the people who voted for her.
I just hope that this will not lead to serious riots and that people will not fuck the achievements of the past 16 years.
We arrived after 12.5 hours, had a tea and went to bed.
The reason for this madness is our minimum 12 hour trip back so we had to leave early. And we were really evil bastards leaving without waking up Anzo the super-nephew and he loves us soooo much. But we just couldn’t bare doing it, just to make him cry ‘cause yesterday he said: ‘Uncle Charlie, don’t go!’
Fortunately Charles knows Ugandan goodbyes so after 5min he got in the car and started the engine. And Johanna told me a funny story of a friend of her mother who even started driving away so that her kids had to chase the car^^
On our way back we heard loads of news about the murder of Eugene Terre'Blanche
being an old hardcore racist who couldn’t stand the new SA and still treated his black employees like slaves. This means he didn’t pay ‘em (at least the murderers who have handed themselves to the police claim that), slapped ‘em (was even in prison for attempted murder) and was head of a racist party called AWB trying to establish a state for whites only. (there is already a very small whites only town) While we were passing through old school farmland it became obvious why such stuff going against the constitution is still possible. This is a remote, vast and empty countryside where the white farmers own all the land so they can basically do whatever they want because there is no alternative place to work for their employees. (during Segregation only 8% of the land was given to black people) Furthermore most of the black farm workers have no education at all or had only basic lessons in Afrikaans and reading the Bible leaving massive urbanisation into townships as the sole opportunity. There are even cases in the Western Cape where farmers pay their labourers with booze which is just disgusting. Obviously loads of this stuff is against the law but the government can’t do much in those areas and even if someone would complain (many people don’t know their rights) in a town it probably wouldn’t change a thing because the town is run by farmers being in charge of everything. This is no joke, when Charles (he’ s a consultant) wanted to meet a client, his employer made him drive around one of those towns because the insurance wouldn’t pay if something would happen to him inside. On the other hand side over 3000 farmers got killed since Apartheid ended, some of the killings being hate crime but most of ‘em because employees got abused badly as described above. Still there’re loads of farmers being good employers even speaking Xhosa and their kids mix with the farmers, the stuff above is just the worst of the worst which is still happening. And now another thing adds to the already tense situation, this stupid motherfucker Julius Malema (the leader of the ANC youth league) started singing the ‘kill the Boer’ song in public and he has loads of influence on young people. Now take into consideration that the murderers of Terre'Blanche were 27 and 15 years old and you can imagine what the hardcore racists from the AWB think. Unfortunately loads of black people are still thinking in old patterns (who could blame ‘em after almost 50 years of Apartheid and over 300 years of abuse by the white man) and they see racism everywhere. Some who didn’t benefit from reconciliation (which is the majority of the black population) are still angry that over 80% of the rich in this country are white and these are people being easy to influence and longing for revenge. That’s why it is so sad that a member of the ANC sings those old songs spreading hatred. The ANC used to fight for a multiracial South Africa where everybody no matter where he came from is treated equal. Now it seems that the charismatic leaders of the past like Nelson Mandela are replaced by opportunistic, nationalist populists who instead of doing serious politics to bring prosperity for a long period of time, spend their time playing football in the townships showing that they’re close to the people, present easy scapegoats while being bribed and can’t even read the speeches that other people wrote for them. (just look for some speeches of the president Jacob Zuma) The sad thing is that this happens all over the globe. People are fed with puppets like Angela Merkel always saying ‘This can’t be solved alone.’ or ‘Considering this question all of us have to work together.’ but barely taking the position of the people who voted for her.
I just hope that this will not lead to serious riots and that people will not fuck the achievements of the past 16 years.
We arrived after 12.5 hours, had a tea and went to bed.
Freitag, 9. April 2010
DAY 30
Today was another perfectly lazy day, I got up close to lunch and had homemade fries with egg tasting just awesome. After that I went on a trip with Johanna’s sister’s (Naomi) husband (Gus) his Jamaican friend Barry to visit another friend Peter with a hard drive stuffed with movies. Yeah in SA file sharing is still very old school because of the lack of good bandwidth (you pay 30€ for a 1gb bundle accessed via 3G!!!) so people bring their hard drives almost every time they visit a friend and exchange stuff. I like this culture because it brings people together^^
Peter is a fisherman and so we paid a visit to the local fish farm while the files were being copied. Man, Peter’s spot is really damn nice even so it was a rainy day. Fortunately we brought some tea keeping us relaxed and warm while enjoying the beautiful nature.
Back home it was my turn to copy movies and share my stuff so I sat down two hard drives attached at the same time copying like a mad devil and really copying under Vista takes hours. The bitch installing Vista on a 1gb RAM machine gotta be shot anyway!!!
While I was busy doing that some people from the party yesterday came around to see Naomi’s new baby Kajua (pronounced Kudzwa) which was a 3.98kg nuke when he dropped out of that small woman.
This evening we had another braai but this time adults and babies only with a traditional separation meaning woman and kids inside and the men outside. I AM A MAN!!! At least that’s my interpretation of being outside^^ Actually in Xhosa culture you’re not a man until you went into the bush. This means going into a forest, getting circumcised, eating your raw foreskin and living there alone for 3 to 5 month with other boys becoming men. But actually this cultural thing became kind of a business, and so people having no clue on how to teach values and much worse having no clue how to circumcise properly become the mentors of the boys just for the money. So at the braai people made loads of jokes about it saying ‘Christian you know, you’ve gotta go into the bush to become a man and the bush is just across the street and actually we could have a bush in this yard.’ ‘Yeah and we could say we’ve got a Jamaican (Barry) who can cut it straight!’ It was damn funny. In addition, Andreas a guy from Germany was around and we talked about his work in SA and Zambia. He tries to build up a care system for disabled people because in loads of parts in Africa disabled people are not included into society at all, are left alone and die and that’s not over-exaggerated. The worst thing is that the government in SA doesn’t support his NGO at all because they think it’s their business even if they do nothing. (e.g. once they went to a school and started building a ramp for wheel chairs for the school and the government took it down again without building a new one) That’s why Andreas and his one colleague are fundraising in Germany for the past 20 years! to help disabled people in Africa. Ain’t that sick?! Their organisation is called ‘Utho Ngathi Disability Project’ and they are looking for African and German volunteers willing to help them so I came up with the idea to help to set up an AIESEC internship (educational or development) to help ‘em with German students. I hope it’ll work out.
A more funny story was told by Johanna’s dad who explained how people scream the first time they fly to Uganda because the flight goes across lake Victoria when it approaches the air port and people can’t see the landing area when suddenly the pilot says ‘Please get into a straight position and fasten your seat belt. We are landing now!’ I’d really love to see whether this is still happening^^
Because there was just meat (which the word braai includes) at the party, Johanna and Christine (a friend of Johanna) left and got me a vegetarian burger from Steers and really it tasted awesome and it really looked like the picture and not like McD where you sometimes get an oily bun with a slice of meat inside called burger. I’m sorry that I’ve sinned but junk food tastes so awesome!!!
The evening was pretty damn nice, funny but also exhausting, I dunno why but when we left at 10pm it felt like 1am and Johanna and her brother approved that.
So back home we had a tea and went straight to bed afterwards.
Peter is a fisherman and so we paid a visit to the local fish farm while the files were being copied. Man, Peter’s spot is really damn nice even so it was a rainy day. Fortunately we brought some tea keeping us relaxed and warm while enjoying the beautiful nature.
Back home it was my turn to copy movies and share my stuff so I sat down two hard drives attached at the same time copying like a mad devil and really copying under Vista takes hours. The bitch installing Vista on a 1gb RAM machine gotta be shot anyway!!!
While I was busy doing that some people from the party yesterday came around to see Naomi’s new baby Kajua (pronounced Kudzwa) which was a 3.98kg nuke when he dropped out of that small woman.
This evening we had another braai but this time adults and babies only with a traditional separation meaning woman and kids inside and the men outside. I AM A MAN!!! At least that’s my interpretation of being outside^^ Actually in Xhosa culture you’re not a man until you went into the bush. This means going into a forest, getting circumcised, eating your raw foreskin and living there alone for 3 to 5 month with other boys becoming men. But actually this cultural thing became kind of a business, and so people having no clue on how to teach values and much worse having no clue how to circumcise properly become the mentors of the boys just for the money. So at the braai people made loads of jokes about it saying ‘Christian you know, you’ve gotta go into the bush to become a man and the bush is just across the street and actually we could have a bush in this yard.’ ‘Yeah and we could say we’ve got a Jamaican (Barry) who can cut it straight!’ It was damn funny. In addition, Andreas a guy from Germany was around and we talked about his work in SA and Zambia. He tries to build up a care system for disabled people because in loads of parts in Africa disabled people are not included into society at all, are left alone and die and that’s not over-exaggerated. The worst thing is that the government in SA doesn’t support his NGO at all because they think it’s their business even if they do nothing. (e.g. once they went to a school and started building a ramp for wheel chairs for the school and the government took it down again without building a new one) That’s why Andreas and his one colleague are fundraising in Germany for the past 20 years! to help disabled people in Africa. Ain’t that sick?! Their organisation is called ‘Utho Ngathi Disability Project’ and they are looking for African and German volunteers willing to help them so I came up with the idea to help to set up an AIESEC internship (educational or development) to help ‘em with German students. I hope it’ll work out.
A more funny story was told by Johanna’s dad who explained how people scream the first time they fly to Uganda because the flight goes across lake Victoria when it approaches the air port and people can’t see the landing area when suddenly the pilot says ‘Please get into a straight position and fasten your seat belt. We are landing now!’ I’d really love to see whether this is still happening^^
Because there was just meat (which the word braai includes) at the party, Johanna and Christine (a friend of Johanna) left and got me a vegetarian burger from Steers and really it tasted awesome and it really looked like the picture and not like McD where you sometimes get an oily bun with a slice of meat inside called burger. I’m sorry that I’ve sinned but junk food tastes so awesome!!!
The evening was pretty damn nice, funny but also exhausting, I dunno why but when we left at 10pm it felt like 1am and Johanna and her brother approved that.
So back home we had a tea and went straight to bed afterwards.
DAY 29
I love East London because you can get up at any time you want. My decision was to lift my body at around 11am and it felt great!
After a nice breakfast which was almost a lunch Charles came along and we headed once more to Mdantsane to meet Pinky’s (Charle’s wife) family having a function today. A function is a ritual meeting where something big is celebrated and usually traditional beer is served and loads of neighbours drop by. And that’s exactly what we encountered, about 30 people most of them including a few youngsters, some middle aged men and women and elders (most of them women). It was loads of fun to talk to them even if one old (over 60), pretty drunk woman groped me in the crotch and butt!!! The crowd was laughing and chased her away, man this was scary but also funny^^ There were just a few women who didn’t look me in my face when I was shaking their hands and didn’t seem happy at all to meet me. I think that happened because I’m a white (compared to ‘em) rich guy who just came around to ‘see’ them in their township like maybe animals in a zoo, which was definitely not the case but I don’t blame them for thinking like that either. In these townships people don’t have much hopes for a nice future because unemployment rates are so friggin high (or it’s minor jobs) and the same goes for crime rate, amount of teen pregnancy, HIV infection rate and number of people being addicted to drugs (mostly alcohol). It’s pretty hard not to be desperate in such a place and happy occasions like this function bring people together and are some of the few happy things here. And yes, I tried one small sip of the brew which was quite an experience because it tasted like real beer with a touch of corn. Only Pinky’s grandma knows how to do this stuff and it takes 3 days and loads of energy to produce it. Furthermore she doesn’t even like to brew it because the whole neighbourhood will sometimes get boozed and lie around or even worse start having fights. But she’s still doing it because of the tradition and her exclusive knowledge which is somehow a little sad because she’s a very nice, damn old woman. Anyway, today seemed to be a good day and everyone was happy and engaged in conversations. Charles, Pinky’s sister, her brother, 5 of the kids and I drove to the shopping mall to get some food and yes that means 9 people in an Opel made for a max of 5 persons. I enjoyed my time playing with kids and looking for a new footbag because I lost mine at the party : -( Back at the function we were playing with a rugby ball and I talked to Pinky’s mum while I had a praying mantis in my hair. (first time that I saw such a cool animal in real life)
We left in the late afternoon and I was pretty damn tired and craving for food.
So I went to bed early and wanted to sleep but Johanna woke me up telling me that there is a party this evening where all her Ugandan friends will be so she wanted to go there. ‘Okay then go there.’ Was my response but no the typical girl-boy dilemma started: ‘I’m not gonna go without you!’ ‘Why? You haven’t seen those people for years and I’ll be around for the rest of the holidays.’ ‘But I can’t leave you behind all alone.’ ‘I’m not alone, Charles, Viwe, Gus, Noami and your mum will be around.’
‘Still.’ So I had to go there to make her happy because I really wanted her to meet her old friends but I also really wanted to fucking sleep. When we left I felt like a piece of shit and I even looked like one: pale, huge shadows under my eyes and yawning all the time. But fortunately there is a legal drug called Red Bull and that stuff really worked and got me back on my feet and washed the slowness of my mind away. (do you get this feeling when you can’t think at proper speed?) In the end I enjoyed the party talking to loads of pretty damn cool people, most of them being students and I learned about another African tradition…Ugandan goodbyes. Let me just say that one girl said goodbye 5 hours! before she left^^
Back home the effects of the red Bull were worn off long time ago and I was back at my old stage – DEAD!
After a nice breakfast which was almost a lunch Charles came along and we headed once more to Mdantsane to meet Pinky’s (Charle’s wife) family having a function today. A function is a ritual meeting where something big is celebrated and usually traditional beer is served and loads of neighbours drop by. And that’s exactly what we encountered, about 30 people most of them including a few youngsters, some middle aged men and women and elders (most of them women). It was loads of fun to talk to them even if one old (over 60), pretty drunk woman groped me in the crotch and butt!!! The crowd was laughing and chased her away, man this was scary but also funny^^ There were just a few women who didn’t look me in my face when I was shaking their hands and didn’t seem happy at all to meet me. I think that happened because I’m a white (compared to ‘em) rich guy who just came around to ‘see’ them in their township like maybe animals in a zoo, which was definitely not the case but I don’t blame them for thinking like that either. In these townships people don’t have much hopes for a nice future because unemployment rates are so friggin high (or it’s minor jobs) and the same goes for crime rate, amount of teen pregnancy, HIV infection rate and number of people being addicted to drugs (mostly alcohol). It’s pretty hard not to be desperate in such a place and happy occasions like this function bring people together and are some of the few happy things here. And yes, I tried one small sip of the brew which was quite an experience because it tasted like real beer with a touch of corn. Only Pinky’s grandma knows how to do this stuff and it takes 3 days and loads of energy to produce it. Furthermore she doesn’t even like to brew it because the whole neighbourhood will sometimes get boozed and lie around or even worse start having fights. But she’s still doing it because of the tradition and her exclusive knowledge which is somehow a little sad because she’s a very nice, damn old woman. Anyway, today seemed to be a good day and everyone was happy and engaged in conversations. Charles, Pinky’s sister, her brother, 5 of the kids and I drove to the shopping mall to get some food and yes that means 9 people in an Opel made for a max of 5 persons. I enjoyed my time playing with kids and looking for a new footbag because I lost mine at the party : -( Back at the function we were playing with a rugby ball and I talked to Pinky’s mum while I had a praying mantis in my hair. (first time that I saw such a cool animal in real life)
We left in the late afternoon and I was pretty damn tired and craving for food.
So I went to bed early and wanted to sleep but Johanna woke me up telling me that there is a party this evening where all her Ugandan friends will be so she wanted to go there. ‘Okay then go there.’ Was my response but no the typical girl-boy dilemma started: ‘I’m not gonna go without you!’ ‘Why? You haven’t seen those people for years and I’ll be around for the rest of the holidays.’ ‘But I can’t leave you behind all alone.’ ‘I’m not alone, Charles, Viwe, Gus, Noami and your mum will be around.’
‘Still.’ So I had to go there to make her happy because I really wanted her to meet her old friends but I also really wanted to fucking sleep. When we left I felt like a piece of shit and I even looked like one: pale, huge shadows under my eyes and yawning all the time. But fortunately there is a legal drug called Red Bull and that stuff really worked and got me back on my feet and washed the slowness of my mind away. (do you get this feeling when you can’t think at proper speed?) In the end I enjoyed the party talking to loads of pretty damn cool people, most of them being students and I learned about another African tradition…Ugandan goodbyes. Let me just say that one girl said goodbye 5 hours! before she left^^
Back home the effects of the red Bull were worn off long time ago and I was back at my old stage – DEAD!
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