With everything that's going on in Tholoana Kingdom right now, we've had to leave the Kingdom. Maboko has a few houses in various countries. He took Khabane, myself, his father, Aus' Lebo and Gwen to his house in South Africa, in a place called Nelspruit. Part of the reason is because he has some of his offices here. He has two of his bottle stores in Tholoana Kingdom that were looted and burned down. Thank God for insurance because that...
Zithulele is something else. How could he just hang up on me like that after swearing at me and frightening me all at the same time? What's wrong with this guy?! I've already changed into a tracksuit and sneakers. I've already spilled the money into my laptop bag and my handbag. I know that I'm not allowed in his study, but this is a desperate situation. I don't know what's going on, but whatever it is, I don't want my man...
Today is my first day at work. I am very excited about it. Zithulele gave me some money to buy work outfits. I bought some very nice suits, shoes, handbags and wigs. I have never owned a wig before I met Zithulele, so when I saw that a really nice one is a minimum of R2000, I was quite traumatized. But hubby let me splurge and I got myself five beautiful wigs. I think he was in a good mood...
"Fikile!" I hear a male voice shout from outside my door. It sounds like Sibongiseni. I open my one eye to check the time. It's 6am. Oh ja... he is going to pay damages for Khanyisa today. I just don't understand why I'm being woken up. I gave him R20 000 and my car keys last night so that he wouldn't bother me this morning. He even had the audacity to tell me that he's paying nothing more than R5000 for damages. "Fikile!" "Sibongiseni, kwenze...
2010It's finally after school. It's been a long day and I'm extremely exhausted. This week was test week and test week is just painful. You write a minimum of two pre-exam papers per subject from Monday to Friday. If you do not perform well during test week, your parents are called in and are informed that you are in danger of failing. No one wants that kind of pressure going into the exams. I just finished writing my chemistry paper...
We've been called in by the bishop to make our way to one of the church’s warehouses that is located at the Tholoana Kingdom female prison. Yes, the church has – what we call – execution warehouses in every prison. Every member of the church who is arrested goes there for any meetings the bishops or the pope sets up and has to involve them. But those who turn on us when inside die inside those very warehouses. I left Tlali...
My mother, Ati and I have decided to spend Christmas at Reitumetsi's and Suzi's house for Christmas. We arrived yesterday, on Christmas Eve and slept over, waking up to Christmas Day today. My dad is somewhere in hell doing the devil's work. He promised he'd spend Christmas with us, but when we had to leave, he had plans with the local tavern so Christmas is without him this year. Tumi's and Suzi's house is beautiful. I have never been here before....
"Fikile! Fikile!" This loud yelling is followed up with a bang on my door. What in the actual fuck?! I pull the blanket over my head and try to zone the noise out. "Fikile! Hai bo! Fikile! Wake up and open this door!" I open one eye just to inspect where I am. I need to understand why I am being bothered at 05H30am and being demanded to open the door to MY room. "Fikile!" "Fuck off!" I finally respond. "Hai wena! Open this door! The children need to print their projects and the...
2010Maboko We've just finished our run on this track. Tebza is getting fitter by the day and I hear that she is one hell of a netball player. All the senior netball players sing her praises. I must grab my boys and go watch her at a game one of these days. It will be quite exciting to see her jumping and running up and down a netball court in those short and tight dresses that they wear. Hmmm…It's been a...
I cannot begin to describe the heaviness and the sadness that has draped Mme-Seete's home. We came to celebrate the union of Maboko and Teboho – a beautiful union at that. And here we are, preparing to bury Mme-Seete who was shot during a shootout in her own home. She was marking books and watching soapies when this happened. The bullets forced their way through the windows of the house, leaving no one safe at all. Our kids were inside...
