Mon May 21 17:26:43 SAST 2012

Stop blaming others, youth urged

"I want people to actually take responsibility for their decisions" - Ditlhopho Makwela (16)   53 Comments

Millicent leads Gauteng's top young public speakers

THE 15 top young public speakers in Gauteng gathered in Johannesburg on Saturday to compete for a position in the 19th edition of the Sowetan and Anglo American Young Communicators Awards national finals, which will take place in Johannesburg in July.   2 Comments

Busting career myths: finding the perfect job to suit your personality

DO YOU think you know everything about choosing a career? Many people think they do, but often end up choosing a career that is unsatisfying. Here are ten myths of choosing a career along with resources that can help you make an informed decision.   7 Comments

Africans are the dogs of poverty

I READ an editorial piece by Mpumelelo Mkhabela titled "Unforgivable death of innocent children".   14 Comments

A message for matric students - Suicide

Suicide is not an option, It isn't a solution, Suicide is not success force, It gives no results Suicide is unreal, Suicide is inhuman, It also makes marriages miserable, Suicide is an ordeal really unbearable   2 Comments

The slow death of black nation

Chaw - chaw cheers quietly - peaceful - surprisingly they passed away, Boom boom like sick ants they die, In shock, anger , disbelief and frustration, We swear, Futsek this metric stupid black curse   46 Comments

Rainstorm

When it rains every black girl would rather bury her head in the sand There are no ladies and gentlemen when you’re caught in a rain storm No richer or poorer Or higher or lower No sinners No saints Just people Created equal   5 Comments
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Let us heal

Let us heal this growing Nation, Let us heal this starving Nation, As we walk in standard heels, They walk in nothing, but they kneel   8 Comments

My first kiss

Brown eyes hair covered with dust, We were standing at the edge while my country lust   7 Comments

The Hunger to Succeed

Born and bred in a small rural area, a village called Cala - one of the most under-developed places in the province of Eastern Cape. Where dreams of one day making it to any formal institution like varsity or even matriculating in a fully resourced school is far from reality.   3 Comments

What my grandma had taught me

Life without a guide is like walking in the night without a light. It's like walking next to the blind person while you are blind, it's like talking to the deaf person without using sign language. I treasured life because she was always there for me   5 Comments

Peer pressure

Deep inside echoed their whispers, That I wished would die like flowers that have withered, They told me alcohol was like a palatable journey done, Church they said I should leave its time would come   4 Comments

Belief System

General beliefs contradict my personal ethics. What matters to me now is how my life helps the lives of those around me.   3 Comments

Soweto (my hometown)

The people's community is working for freedom, fought the struggle and got out of misery,   79 Comments

In the event

In the event of my silence, May the unspoken thoughts keep me sane! Quietly driving the intrapersonal conversation Hopefully refining my reasoning of the world   0 Comments

'Ghetto and thought, my horizon'

The new Dompass is the ANC-ANCYL membership card & it has better rewards - jobs for the unqualified, no dismissal just redeployment, tenders granted...   8 Comments

Black Consciousness / Freedom

Black Consciousness, Bantubonke Stephen Biko stated it, Christopher Hani was assassinated for it, Malcolm X believed in using power to achieve it, Martin Luther King Jnr. preached it, Nelson Mandela was detained for it, And Barney Molokoane died for it   3 Comments

I’m over this guy

I’m over this guy because … I gave him my all and he gave me nothing   24 Comments

Being broke

As a young boy growing up in a fast track life where everything changes everyday and so does your mentality..   6 Comments

Watered Garden (Soweto)

They blood was spilled in Soweto which is the garden that I walk, Their blood was water to which the fruit called freedom was born   12 Comments

!!....Stop....!!

People, we're the same. You killed your blood brother.   0 Comments

Growing up in the hood

There he was, sitting in his barren shack, reflecting on last night’s revelry. Man, what a party! He was barely able to crawl into his sparsely furnished abode after all that bittersweet fun he was subjected to by his drinking buddy.   1 Comments

Every scar has a story

Indeed each scar carries its own meaning, It explains the road travelled, Tells the kind of hurdles overcomed, It paints the picture of how a fighter you are, That your name must be written in the book of Heroes and Heroines.   1 Comments

Your Shiny BEE Suit

I am not impressed by your shiny BEE suit   1 Comments

Will the real youth leaders please stand up

I WAS horrified last week by a torrent of outrageous tweets from a television personality who must have been exhibiting symptoms of temporary insanity. Or, is it perhaps an early mid-life crisis?   0 Comments

Not man enough

I need to belong, So when they asked me, To smoke, I had to, To belong.   0 Comments

Growing up with my grandmother

Today I stand proud to say I'm a young ambitious boy who was raised by his grandmother in a four roomed, cold house with no tv, radio and food in it.   1 Comments

My first kiss

I remember it like it was yesterday, this is how it began. It was on Friday night after we had a contest (beauty pageant) in our school. I knew that today it was going to happen I had been thinking and even dreaming about it, and finally it happened. The best day of my life and the beginning of what I call lessons to be learned.   53 Comments

Free the 'dom' Mentality

This freedom we've got is a right, bestowed upon us as a priviledge. This freedom I've got as I write, takes me back to 'the times', a historical pilgrimage.   0 Comments

Freedom

I am SCREAMING! Again, I scream. But, nobody seems to be paying attention.   0 Comments

That’s how I learnt my lesson

Long, long time ago… Well, not that long, it was yesterday I dozed off in class because I was bored. And my classmates began to look at me as if I were mad. As I began to wander off in my little dream, I felt like an ant and my sister was so big. She seemed 100 feet tall.   1 Comments

Middle class concerns

As my friend Tsego Raphuti and I concluded: you have not lived until you’ve been through a taxi rank. I am not the adventurous type. In fact, you wouldn’t be far off if you described me as having the heart of a chicken.   1 Comments

What would I do if I was a youth leader

As someone who lives in South Africa, I know its circumstances -  the unemployment rate, teen pregnacy and drug abuse.   2 Comments
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