Friday, 23 March 2012

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Officially on holiday!


Its been a great term. My report  reflects  hard work. I have made new friends. I have lost some. I have made mistakes. I have cried. I have laughed…  Most importantly I have learnt quite a few lessons.

It does feel great to be at home, knowing I’ll be here for the next two weeks. Knowing I’m not rushing to school on Monday. Holiday is a time for me to reflect and think about all that has passed and all that I experienced. It is a time when I can refuel and consider what God wants to do with me the remainder of this year.

Now I need to sleep, since we will be working at a wedding tomorrow. And I will need all the energy I can gather from this night.  

I will keep you posted.

As for now… Goodbye & Goodnight

Sunday, 18 March 2012

A spontaneous event captured for ever


Romance. Real, heartfelt romance. This is a photograph by Alfred Eisenstaedt that portrays an American sailor kissing a young nurse in a white dress on Victory over Japan Day. A spontaneous event that took place in Times Square, New York City, on August 14, 1945.
This photograph lingered in my head for a week now and it raised many questions. What happened to gentlemen and ladies? If a man were to kiss a woman he did not know in the spur of a moment, many heads would turn and question would be ask about his actions. Possibly a accusation of assault would arise. We have no more innocent moments of passion and emotion. I think we have lost a sense of adventure.

I would have loved to be part of a moment captured for ever.
I would have loved to have a poem written about me. To live forever in words of a Shakespearean sonnet.
 “I believe in pink. I believe that laughing is the best calorie burner. I believe in kissing, kissing a lot. I believe in being strong when everything seems to be going wrong. I believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls. I believe that tomorrow is another day and I believe in miracles. 
                          -Audrey Hepburn  
 I do believe that there are still gentlemen out there. That classic times of fun innocent love still exists. One day (when I grow up) I will experience this firsthand. I will experience the real deal.

Sunday, 11 March 2012

It's the little things in life...

It's the little things in life...
Recently, a close friend asked me who I am. While putting my answer down on paper I wrote that one of the things I appreciate most in life is 'beauty'. Not necessarily the make-up, high heels etc. Rather the small details. The little things that escape most eyes. These are the things that makes life worth its while.

My Ithaca

Its amazing how the literature we do in English class often has a connection with what is happening in my life. As we said goodbye to 2011 and hello to the new year i found a piece of writing my dear English teacher gave us. Ithaca by Constantine P. Cavafy.

Ithaca is a poem written about Odysseus. And how Odysseus' ultimate goal was to reach the island of Ithaca. How everything he did was done in order to get home.
In the week when I'm at school, I'll often say i want to go home. And when i read this it touched me deeply because i realized my time at home is over for now. I'm suppose to enjoy every moment of the journey. I'll go back home when I'm old, rich with all i have experienced and all my adventures.

This is a extract of the poem:

Ithaca

"Pray that the road is long.
That the summer mornings are many, when,
with such pleasure, with such joy
you will enter ports seen for the first time;
stop at Phoenician markets,
and purchase fine merchandise,
mother-of-pearl and coral, amber and ebony,
and sensual perfumes of all kinds,
as many sensual perfumes as you can;
visit many Egyptian cities,
to learn and learn from scholars.

Always keep Ithaca in your mind.

To arrive there is your ultimate goal.
But do not hurry the voyage at all.
It is better to let it last for many years;
and to anchor at the island when you are old,
rich with all you have gained on the way,
not expecting that Ithaca will offer you riches.

Ithaca has given you the beautiful voyage.

Without her you would have never set out on the road.
She has nothing more to give you."

So I'm going to savour every moment of my journey. Experience everything i possibly can. And one day I'll look back and know i didn't live for the future, but i lived for today.
My Ithaca

My Journey

My Destination




A Tribute to Mother Nature

Today i went for a walk up to the koppie behind the house. As i stood there the wind blew so hard it nearly knocked my off my feet. I realised how weak we are against the forces of nature. How mother nature could change a life in a blink of an eye. How she has the power to destroy and at the same time she brings joy in its purest form.

Looking up, i saw an eagle. Wings spread wide. Soaring on the wind as if it was invincible and nothing could touch it. It used the wind - the same wind that nearly blew me over - to spread its wings and fly. Incredible.

I found my grandmother's diary from 1951, and in it she quoted William Blake:
The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and deformity... and some scarce see nature at all. But to the eyes of the man of imagination, nature is imagination itself.
-William Blake

Sunday, 4 March 2012

Inlove with a Manikin



So I had quite a bit of fun today. I drew inspiration from my summer skirts and floral patterns. I felt alive and inspired, but when it came to taking the photos I suddenly felt lonely.


N BOER MAAK N PLAN!

Meet my hubby George. He is the new love of my life. He is the best man you’ll ever find… He is handsome. He never back chats. He dresses well. Doesn’t ever complain about me talking to much. He is very mysterious and likes keeping to himself. The real definition of an enigma. I'm hearing wedding bells already!














(Friendly tip: Do not comment on his clothing. My brother will shoot you =))




Amature Building the Ark

Never be afraid to try something new. Remember, amateurs built the ark; professionals built the Titanic.

This is me trying something new so please bear with me. I have no words to describe who i am and what i stand for right now but i hope in time I will get better at expressing myself. Come to think of it, i feel like an 8th grader on their first day of high-school. I think I might have to explain my blog's title. It is an African name of Nigerian origin and it means 'her father's daughter'. This is the name people will one day see in all kinds of magazines and websites... When (not if) my name will be known right through Africa and other countries.